Weekend Reflections: Kill Your Expectations
Years ago I used to crush on a fuccboi, who may or may not have been highly functioning somewhere on the Spectrum. It was a rumor, the cruel kind, passed in jest, in private, by the most vile type of gossip – a cute, innocent-looking one.
Still, I loved him in my own way for a little while.
Starved For Love
I’ve been wanting to write about addiction and self-inflicted abuse for a while now. I wanted to address the ways we choose to hurt ourselves, and how we try to act oblivious
Breakthrough No. 3: Why Am I The One?
lighter is a place I strive and long to be; physically, mentally, emotionally…
Dream April 22
An Earthday dream about my basic bitch earthly desires and some other deeper rooted issues.