This is the unraveling of a twenty-something year old woman. I broke. I cried. I laughed. I hurt myself and others. I grew a backbone. I did many things and had many things happen to me. This story; well, it's the healing of it all. Enjoy.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
still practicing
day 14 write a bad poem, as lousy as you can, do everything wrong, just let yourself be awful
i loved him more than i loved myself that's as bad as it gets.
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