I am not temporary

At some point I stopped loving who I was when I stayed the same so I started thinking of myself as constantly transient. In every moment, I’ve decided, I can choose to be anyone I want to be, and I can be fabulous. I often picture my energy as a spark radiating out of body, … More I am not temporary

Seventeen

I’m so sick of it all. Here’s the bitter truth of it. I wake up in the morning, roll out of my single bed in the basement and touch my toes to the cold synthetic hardwood. I’ll put on whatever clothes I want to wear for the day, then maybe do some quick makeup. Then … More Seventeen