Food is such a strange drug. It is a blessing and sometimes a curse. But like all drugs, it changes you, both when it’s gone and when it arrives. 162 more words
3 days, 15 hours
Creativity Of Stefani
Good morning beautiful people and Happy February!
Two days ago I had a very cozy day. I stayed inside all day and sat in the sun for most of the time while the sun was available. 394 more words
We Bring The Fire
Maybe I’ll get a tattoo. Maybe changing on the outside will help me validate that I’ve changed on the inside. Dad will probably be angry that I got another tattoo but I’ll tell him it was either that or slitting my wrist. 14 more words
3 weeks, 5 days
A Letter To My Abuser,
You dug yourself deep into this hole that you can’t get out of. But you dragged me along too.
And I know you were abused as a child, and that you don’t want to end up like them. 342 more words
1 month, 4 weeks