I lost her but found myself
I don't even know who I am.
I met a man who had some stuff to say.
A poem about my mother.
A poem by my mother.
Hashtag Activism is annoying.
Fuck this guy.
It's the end of the world as we know it...
Mostly everyone I know has siblings they're close to. Except me.
I don't know where the fuck I'm going in life. Ok?