2017 has been a year full of growth and revelations. Which really doesn't make it all that special because my dramatic ass has been "coming to realizations" every other month. My life is really just one existential crises after the other.
I want to apologize for my clumsy hands the way they spill water on your dry clothes run their fingers through your knotted strands travel across the maps of your skin Constantly looking for your warmth
Yet what of the distant stillness after the chaos? When order has given way to destruction and all stand in silence to wonder, is it over?
Recently, I cleaned out my room and I came across a box of letters and journal entries I wrote between the latter part of my elementary years through middle and high school. As you will soon see, I was a highly dramatic kid. I decided to take few excerpts and share them. … Continue reading Excerpts From My Middle School Diaries (And My 20 y/o Responses to Them)