Dear the Silhouette of a Man I Saw in a Window,

[I] Talked to my therapist about stuff- I think I figured it out- And I wanna cry, I wanna scream and run to save the kid inside me as fast as I can, but I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I just stand there in the mirror and watch as my greasy hair sticks to … Continue reading Dear the Silhouette of a Man I Saw in a Window,