Respect. It can be a tricky concept sometimes… but I deserve respect because out of the 8.1 billion people who live on this beautiful planet, I am undeniably unique. I am 1 of 8.1 billion. I may look, act, see, and talk differently, but I am still human. I deserve the same respect as the homeless man living under a bridge. I deserve the same…read more

“I’m an emotional mess”you used to tell yourself all the time. You were broken down and tired. Crying,throwing tantrums and assuming that the world was a cruel place to live, was all you stood for,Refusing to acknowledge the most beautiful, most refined and most remarkable creation ever to be made.
YOU!
You’re busy doubting yourself while s…read more

Also Known as Me 10 years from now.
I hope you have a whole lot more memories now. I still have mostly stories. I don’t regret them though. That’d be a sad thing to do, regret the core things that made you who you are. No matter how much, this man’s struggles are of his own making.
I hope we are working on visiting different countries now. Redo…read more

Hey you!
I wanted to let you know you are doing a great job in your life. Your getting things done and making things happening for yourself, kicking ass and taking names. Your mother and father are still together which is endearing and you sister is going to college, you have the best relationship with her.
You’ve went to school as well what a…read more

Why do I desire the gift of the utmost respect?
Because I’ve had all of the unwanted gifts already…
the neatly wrapped manipulation,
the perfectly packaged control,
some homemade shame, tied in a bow of disregard.
I unwrapped them, and these gifts took me by surprise. There are others I would have preferred, to be honest.
So I put them on the…read more

I’ve never known a comfort zone
Constantly being pushed into places I don’t want to be
Dreaming, but only of nightmares
Remembering, but only the bad
Crying, but not of laughter

I want a comfort zone
A place where there’s peace
When I get there, I’ll be so uncomfortable-
But I’ll be happy

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Find out what it means to me.
Actually, I’m still finding out, too.
I’ve made friends with bad habits like quitting early and cutting myself short.
I hang around with the idea of starvation, letting my stomach’s gurgling protests fall on ears closed tight, eyes fixed on an image that isn’t my body.
I let my to do lists build and…read more

You’re perfect just the way you are.
Such a cliche that has made it thus far.
Who would I be without all the stigmas?
A sexy, fierce chick without bodies to count.
A million dollar female not asking for handouts.
Names of a breeder b**** or rag for bodily fluids will be silenced.
A deeper meaning to a survivor embedded.
Laying down my armor,…read more

Three steps forward, 10 steps back.
Why does it always seem that commodities I lack?
I strap that pack to my body and fix my crown.
For leaving a place of comfort never comes sound.
Leaping into a world so unknown, praying on an outcome better than my own.
Some think it’s trivial, yet a place so brutal can never be.
I opened up to social media, r…read more

A spirit bound within flesh.
I have become one in mesh.
A celestial being with utmost respect.
Shedding my light on the world as I bled and bled.
Gaining arrow after arrow in my back.
Never a helping hand do I lack.
Wishing a world full of peace and serenity.
Something that might not come unexacting for the ones who stepped on me.
Spreading…read more

In our world, we are surrounded by inescapable beauty standards, trying to pinch squeeze and fit into their parameters.

The average woman spends three hours a day on social media, competing for likes and searching for happiness, like Wikipedia,

Yet she lives in fear behind this glamorous veneer, never enough to love what she sees in the…read more