I think I am allergic to New Jersey.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
What do I want?
What do I need?
Sleep. To finish my essay.
Insomnia is getting the best of me.
I’ve ran away from men who I thought threatened me, because the intensity of their passion just frightened me.
been half juicing for a week, today starts the serious attempt.
I am plain in every sense of the word.