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a rant about pressure

Feb 15

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pinpoints of where I housed desires

Feb 7

In this poem, my arms are long like spaghetti. Strings of ribbon around presents. Each box tenderly mangled as I carry them for hours for days for years…

Feb 4

I love to cry whether I get my way or not. I love how the glisten makes me feel like I just swiped Glossier highlighter across my cheekbones. How the…

Jan 11

After every romantic entanglement, I open my little dirty sticky brick of a phone and begin a note titled “Things I want to send _____”. The lists get…

Jan 3

last one of the year, I promise

Dec 29, 2022

My apologies are declarations of my fuck ups. An admittance of my lack of control. A flashback to when I forgot to grip the wheel at 10 and 2 with my…

Dec 27, 2022

sorry for the several rants this week- this will most likely be my last one until January :)

Dec 8, 2022

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