10:08pm. Home.
I have spent my whole life taking care of other people. Ask anyone who knows me. I have lived forever wanting folks to be happy even if it meant putting my feelings in the back seat. I have held my tongue more than was ever healthy for any human being. I have let the cruelest of words seep into my skin. Finally, as if the enough gods have declared enough, I can't anymore.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
hmmmm... you know I under/overstand you right?... (and yes, I have some tea and two cupcakes and I am reading ALL your blogs) - nskies
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