it feels like we are still in december 2019.
Tag: everything
about me and the value of emotional independence
i fucking am worth it.
about my friendship and the absolute truth
yes, i am a great best friend.
about him and the cardiothoracic cavity
i met someone new.
about feeling everything and drowning in shallow people
i feel, not like the others. i feel slowly, without haste.
about trauma and the [parti pris] judgment of a broken soul
trauma is a greek word that means wound.





