sometimes it's all a little too much.
on a thunderstorm in august.
god help the little ones, the silent ones, the mental. the strangers.
A retelling of my recent diagnosis of chronic depression and anxiety disorder
Just a Small Cut
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You're Wrong About Me
A little ode to someone who really annoyed me today.
Keep learning, but keep it close to yourself
Written while I had a panic attack
NOT MY POEM**
i am mentally drained at this point
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