Stories You Don't Care About
Title: Obviously, Justin. Image: A copy of a Rene Magritte I painted for a college class. When I was a kid; I was sensitive to just about everything from food texture to slight inconveniences. I was called a primadonna, which if you look at the definition it’s kind of a weird thing to call a child who just hasn’t learned… Continue reading Cry Me a River
Exploring the self
Writers strike
Have you ever heard of “meadow reporting”?
*from men
Kiss your friends
Happy Valentine’s Day
Can men and women be platonic friends easily?
Notes app dump all the way back to 2017
You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or Don't need make-up to cover up Being the way that you are is enou-ou-ough
Damn, That's Crazy 