There are no butterflies in my stomach when I see you. I no longer crave your presence. I […]
Category: The Thoughts of a 19-year-old Millennial
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My Pieces
These are my pieces, but they are not my whole. I am more than this flesh and blood. […]
No Longer a Prisoner of my Past
I was a prisoner. Yes, a prisoner to my past. I was scared to break out, so I […]
Fighting For My Sunrise
I stood in the dark, feeling like that’s where I belonged. My mind was covered in the dark […]
The Thoughts of a 19-year-old Millennial: I Have no Limits
My age, skin colour and height place no restrictions on my achievements. But people, even my so-called friends […]