fbpx

Activity

  • Lauren Brill shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 11 months, 3 weeks ago

    Dear World...

    I remember when I first learned of misogyny, racism and pure hate
    I had thought long ago it all reached its expiration date

    Clearly, I was wrong
    As many are still dancing to an old song

    As a young girl, they told me playing sports is a microcosm of adult life
    But in the real world, the refs try to prevent me from winning at any
    role except mother and wife

    They do so by attempting to lower my ceiling
    While reducing my existence to what I do when I am lying or kneeling

    When it comes to civil rights, I may have never seen a noose
    But the concept of racial equality is definitely still a ruse

    I know I am not black and I can’t understand racism through what I
    hear on the news or read in a book
    But I am human and I know a young innocent boy should not be shot
    because of the way he looks

    In love, we still can’t all marry the person who makes our hearts feel
    cared for or protected
    Instead we must worry and live in fear that our connection won’t be
    accepted

    In careers, many of us don’t receive opportunity based on ability
    Instead, we are held back because of our complexion, sexuality or
    femininity

    The solution is in our own evolution

    We are fighting old battles in a modern form
    A new movement where we all stand for each other needs to be born

    Men must stand up against rape and be leaders in its elimination
    Women need to speak up when different races or sexual orientations
    receive any kind of discrimination

    Our voices would have so much more power if we sang as a choir
    Going against the establishment as separate acts just lead us to tire

    Whether you’re black, white, female or LGBT
    People need to stand for people if we are all going to be set free

    Our past should not still be our reality
    It’s time for injustice to be the latest fatality

    Our children deserve a world where hate doesn’t consistently rise
    above
    Instead, I want them to experience the best of life, by living in a place
    where they can feel hope and universal love

    Lauren

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • A fine meaty poem here, Lauren! you write so well! some of my favorite lines:
      The solution is in our own evolution

      We are fighting old battles in a modern form
      A new movement where we all stand for each other needs to be born

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • I’m speechless. This poem is exactly what I’ve been thinking but put into words that can be universally understood. You pain a beautiful picture with your words and perspective. Never stop writing your truth. Thank you for sharing.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • Dad, This is why this moment meant so much to me

    Dear Dad,

    I can’t remember the exact day or even the precise year that this memory took place. At the time, I was working for MSG Varsity, a high school sports network in the New York metropolitan area. I was probably about two years out of college and maybe 23 or 24 years old. That job was a breakthrough. It was my first steady on-air job. Before getting an offer to work for MSG, I must have been rejected by 100 stations. I was pursuing what many thought to be an impossible career as a TV sports reporter. So many naysayers told me I was wasting my time and my education. But not you, Dad. You told me never to give up on a dream. You told me you believed in me and tried to provide any resources possible to help me succeed.

    That’s why this moment, which I am about to share, meant so much to me.

    See on this day, I walked into work and everybody was buzzing about Emmy nominations. I was a young reporter in the number one market in the country, so my expectations were low. Then, just as I was about to start writing a script, one of my coworkers told me to check the Emmy nominations. They said they were almost sure they saw my name listed. I don’t remember if I read a hard copy or if I looked at the nominations on my computer or someone else’s computer, but I got a hold of the list, and sure enough, my name was printed twice. In my first year as a reporter, I received two Emmy nominations in the number one market in the country. Before saying anything to anyone, I went into the stairwell and started to cry as I called you to tell you the news.

    That’s the moment that is etched in my memory forever. That’s the moment I will never forget. I remember how I felt overwhelmed with emotion and how I could barely even get the words out to tell you. I remember how happy you were to hear the news and how you told me to stop crying.

    It wasn’t so much the recognition from the industry or that I got to go to the ceremony and wear a pretty dress that made that moment so special. Don’t get me wrong. All that was great too. But at that moment, I felt I had proved that your unwavering support and belief in me were worthwhile. That you didn’t waste your time or money investing in my dreams.

    A decade and change later, I have yet to win an Emmy, even though I was nominated five more times after that. But that moment in the stairwell means more to me than any trophy. That five-minute phone call celebrating with you and hearing the pride in your voice were and are the only prizes that ever mattered to me.

    I love you, Daddy. Thank you for always believing in me.

    Lauren

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • I love that the first thing you did was call your dad. You knew he would be so proud of you. You’re one lucky lady to have a supportive father. Thank you for sharing. 🙂

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • Oswald Perez shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 11 months, 4 weeks ago

    A Welcome To The Month of April

    Dear Unsealers,
    I usually write a poem to welcome in each month. To make it feel welcome. In this case, I welcome in the month of April. As the second quarter of the year has only just begun.

    The poems goes something like this…

    A welcome to the month of April

    As a quarter of the year has gone by
    The second quarter begins

    30 new days ahead
    Spring starts to open up

    A month of devotion
    In honor of the earth, deities and poetry

    New life rises from the ground
    And sprouting leaves in the trees

    With the day’s longer, warming light
    Alternating between the April showers

    The fourth month of the year is here
    With all the promises of renewal

    And that’s no fooling!

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • aww I love this. Spring is my favorite time of year. It feels like I get an extra boost of energy and joy! Thank you for sharing such a beautiful poem. Keep ’em coming! <3Lauren

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Simply beautiful. I love the positive take on welcoming in each month. It’s like manifesting nothing but good for the month. It really puts into perspective on how you should look at each month. It’s a new chapter in the year. Thank you.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Awwww, that’s nice, it really is. Very nice of you to invite us into your monthly ritual, it gives Hope. If only we would write a poem or statement each month to ourselves, bringing in a new month with new goals and opportunities. We can all use a boost each month, hour, day and/or year. Thanks for inspiring me.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • DIALOGUE WITH MYSELF TOWARDS 2023…

    There is time you spent looking
    somewhere in the course
    of the day
    or days
    or weeks and months
    maybe even years

    for that certainty of presence.

    This is where you are no longer any sort
    of impostor
    of fearful
    of lacking
    of emotional
    or dramatic

    when the only thing there is, is that you, yourself, are.

    those noises in your head are you
    however not you

    the illumination from introspection is many thousands of years old
    from the masters it is possible to experience
    the presence of who you are being
    there is a grayness before the shining bright white
    the smell of this work is the odor of freshly cut grass
    and the sense of it, is that what you are looking for, is no longer missing.

    That what was missing was always there, even so.

    Poem copyrighted 01/2023, Ray Whitaker
    Photo Copyrighted, 01/2023, Ray Whitaker. “Snowstorm over The Garden Of The Gods”

    Ray Whitaker

    Voting is closed

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • mbd submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a poem or a letter to yourself about your goals for the new yearWrite a poem or a letter to yourself about your goals for the new year 1 year ago

    This post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.

    The Device: The Phone

    This letter is only available to The Unsealed subscribers. Subscribe or login to get access!

  • 2023

    Someone asked me about my goals for 2023.
    It’s an easy answer, I just want to be a better me.
    Continue improving me.

    Master the art of self-love, as I cut away the baggage that’s been holding me down. In 2023, I want to forgive myself. Now is not the time to focus on nonsense or on things that cause regrets.
    Yes, some decisions were for the worst. My own actions made me hurt. I accept that those decisions had to be made for things to turn out this way, and that’s okay. Because 2022 left no stones unturned. I truly learned. And I’m ready for what’s next. In 2023, I’m stepping into my best.
    In 2023, the plan is to live positively.
    Provide an environment that is healthy, physically, and emotionally.
    For not just me but also for my seed.

    2023 is about my daughter. Developing that bond that can be broken by none. She needs to know that she is the one my world revolves around. Surrounding her with love only a mother can provide.
    2023 is to make her thrive.

    Last but not least, my goal for 2023 is to not let anyone walk all over me.
    Self-betrayal is no longer an option. So, a word of caution…negativity will not be tolerated in 2023 or any year thereafter, so don’t bring it to me.

    2023 is not just for me its for all of us,
    To make it better than it was.

    My goal for 2023 is for us to spread love rampantly.

    Charmaine

    Voting is closed

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • I love your goals, Charmaine. They are so set and so reachable. I can’t wait to see what else you have in store even with how powerful your bond will be with your daughter. I believe that you will be the best most amazing mom ever. Your goal to spread love is just so sweet and amazing in a world filled with hate we need to show more love towards…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • Char replied 1 year ago

        Thank you so much…I’m so glad this poem resonates with you. My goal is to use my writing to spread love and create community one person at a time ❤️

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • 💜 WOW! Such beautiful, and so very real words. You are taking control and you are spreading love through your words. Motherhood is hard, yet rewarding for so many of us. You keep on, keeping on! You are such a beautiful soul and I am so happy to have crossed paths with you on your writing journey.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Charmaine, this is so sweet. Your daughter is so lucky to have you as a mom. Don’t worry about the mistakes you made in the past. Mistakes are how we learn and grow and also they will make you more wise when giving advice to your daughter one day. You sound so strong and like an amazing momma. Keep shining and keep showing your daughter what it l…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • maryjones18 submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a poem or a letter to yourself about your goals for the new yearWrite a poem or a letter to yourself about your goals for the new year 1 year ago

    This post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.

    The girl I wish to be

    This letter is only available to The Unsealed subscribers. Subscribe or login to get access!

  • Phosphorescent

    The last few years have felt like a blurr, but now it feels like things are glowing 🙂

    It’s winter but
    The future is
    emitting light.
    It’s dark outside
    but that’s mostly because
    we live mostly at night.
    Vibe; phosphorescent
    not real yet
    but I feel its essence.
    My future, future self
    is reminiscent.
    She thinks about the year
    that she hoped things would change,
    she let go of fear,
    she let the universe rearrange.
    The year that she received exactly
    what she wanted;
    it all gradually came to me
    it was never chased, never hunted.
    I finished my script
    then it was time to sell,
    if I sold it by my 30th birthday
    well, wouldn’t that be swell.
    But, “I’m not worried”
    life is better when enjoyed
    not rushed nor hurried.
    I’ll keep teaching English
    because of I am lover of literature
    a lover of words, of nomenclature.
    Also, happen to be a lover of nature.
    Spring will come and winter will fade,
    dead leaves for flowers
    will make quite the trade.
    We bought a patch of land
    we never knew what we wanted
    but now it’s all planned.
    Can’t wait to build our home
    brought to us by
    little prayers and little ohms.
    Tiny home living out in the woods,
    shipping container turned into a locally made good.
    Wearing carhartts,
    connecting pieces and parts,
    my partner and I,
    we will do this together.
    Me? Build a house?
    I would have thought never!
    Then, later we will gear up for the fall
    Gear up for when we answer the call
    Filming the story I dreamt up in my head
    I can hear actors saying lines
    that I wrote in my bed.
    Deeply inspired by my drive through the swamp,
    deep down in Florida where the alligators stomp,
    deep down where the story takes place,
    deep down where my main character
    learns the story of grace.
    Wrap up filming
    probably not in 2023
    but probably 2024
    and by then I hope to be
    living in my house
    writing a dozen stories more.
    I am thankful for this new year to evolve,
    it’s not like the things from before
    will completely dissolve;
    We can alchemize the past
    We can live in the present
    We will wait for the future
    I can feel
    that it’s phosphorescent.

    Madi Trout

    Voting is closed

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Madi, this is so well written. Congratulations on building a home. That is so exciting! It’s sounds like you not only laid the bricks for a beautiful home but also a beautiful year and life. Thank you for sharing this creative, insightful and inspiring poem. And thank you for being a part of our Unsealed family. <3 Lauren

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Your Poem is so amazing Madi. I love the line where you said The year that she received exactly
      what she wanted;
      it all gradually came to me
      it was never chased, never hunted.You just knew that your dream wasn’t just a dream and that it would come gradually. You didn’t stress about what you didn’t have any control over but you only did what you…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • josiepruitt7 submitted a contest entry to Group logo of Write a poem or a letter to yourself about your goals for the new yearWrite a poem or a letter to yourself about your goals for the new year 1 year ago

    This post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.

    Try. Grow. Unfreeze.

    This letter is only available to The Unsealed subscribers. Subscribe or login to get access!

  • 2023: New year, Confident me

    As I stroll into 2023
    I have high hopes and a positive view
    I think of that phrase: “New year, new me”
    And if I stay focused, that can be true

    It’s not that I want to change who I am
    I am actually starting to love myself
    It’s that I finally see my potential, and damn…
    I deserve a life full of good health and wealth

    I get to decide what I consume
    Both physically and mentally
    And if I eliminate the doom and gloom
    The love and light are what I’ll see

    This year I will put effort into being present
    I will practice the art of letting go
    This year, there is no room for resentment
    I do what pleases me, and I don’t feel guilty saying “no”

    As the years go on, I always remain grateful
    The hard times and life lessons help me grow
    As I get older, I become more graceful
    I stand in my confidence as I go with the flow

    I am happily floating into 2023
    I have faith that all is unfolding as it should
    This year I deserve to focus on me
    And do everything that happy, healthy me would.

    Jena

    Voting is closed

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Jena! Everything about you is pure love and goodness! And I think you are starting to realize that! Let go of all that negativity of the past and bathe in all that makes you so wonderful. Keep loving you and leaning into the happiest and healthiest version of you. Sending so much love your way. Thank you for sharing this poem and thank you for…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • It’s been a long journey, but I am finally feeling so much more free. Of course I still have bad days and emotions like the rest of the humans in the world, but I don’t dwell on them and I give myself much more grace. I appreciate you reading the poem and your encouraging words! And I am so grateful for this community!

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

        • I am grateful for you. You are such a beautiful human. I have told you this before, but your energy is pure love and kindness. It’s just who you are. You deserve all the joy and happiness in the world. Have a great weekend. <3 Lauren

          Write me back 

          Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Jena your year is filled with sunshine and I know you’ve got this handled. You have so much potential and such a solid mind that you will be able to reach your goals for this year. Once your let go of all the worries from the past or let go and focus like you said what you consume mentally and physically you’ll be able to knock those goals down.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • Aww thank you so much, Kayjah! I appreciate you taking the time to read my poem. I am excited to enjoy the year and work on my relationship with myself. I read kind words like yours and it reminds me that I need to say kind things to myself more often. I find myself in self-doubt often, but I am learning more about myself and slowly breaking…read more

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Jena this piece rocks!!! I think this year will be fabulous for you!! You give Me great Xena Warrior Princess vibes and I totally hope you enjoy to the fullest.
      Also… No. Is a complete sentence and I plan to use it often this year as well lol.
      Wishing you well.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • jenawrites shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 year, 3 months ago

    Voices

    Deep sorrow and emptiness inside
    When the voices judge and criticize
    Not the ones outside, the ones in my mind
    Those ones are the worst kind

    They know all of my flaws
    They remember every single fault
    They’re the reason I stay in bed
    And ignore everyone’s calls

    I started talking back to them
    Told them to shut up and go away
    That only created more chaos
    For me to live in every day

    I talk to myself more than anybody else
    Call me insane, but what goes on inside my brain
    Is what I have to deal with more than anybody else
    And I don’t want to be in this pain

    Deep confusion, yet hope inside
    When the voices open up and realize
    Not the ones outside, the ones in my mind
    Those are the most important kind

    They see all of my flaws
    They forgive every single fault
    They recognize the self-defeating patterns
    And they take time to pause

    I started talking back to them
    Told them they weren’t that bad
    Decided to stop judging myself
    And forgave myself for being mad

    I talk to myself more than anybody else
    Call me insane, but what goes on inside my brain
    Is what I have to deal with more than anybody else
    And I have nothing to lose, and everything to gain

    Deep alignment and happiness inside
    When the voices listen and empathize
    Not the ones outside, the ones in my mind
    Those are the most important kind

    They love all of my flaws
    Compassion is the new default
    They’ve become my new best friends
    And it feels much better than it was

    I started talking back to them
    Told them they’re here to stay
    We are creating a beautiful life
    That I can enjoy every day

    I talk to myself more than anybody else
    Call me insane, but what goes on inside my brain
    Is what I focus on more than anybody else
    And nothing would grow without the rain

    Jena

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Damn, Jena! This is so good! I think we have all fought with that inner voice that’s filled with self-doubt, fear and criticism. But to dig deep and find the strength, confidence and self love to silence that voice is what it really means to tap into your true power and inner strength. This is so well said, and I think so many people, myself…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • Thank you so much, Lauren! I appreciate your kind words and feedback and am so happy to have a place to share my poetry and feel welcomed! When I first started writing it, I honestly was writing this as a song, but I don’t play any instruments so I’m not quite sure how to get it to that point yet LOL. maybe one day! in the meantime I’m so happy…read more

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

        • Very nice poem here. I appreciated the four line stanzas, and the deeply honest self-inquiry. The “too many voices” part coincided with the poems nicely! Looking forward to reading more of yiur work.

          Write me back 

          Subscribe  or  log in to reply

          • Thank you so much for taking the time to read my poem, and I appreciate your kind words. I used to write poetry a lot when I was younger, and I am happy to be getting back into it!

            Write me back 

            Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Jenna! It was pleasure to read your work. The structure of your poem really made me want to give my own a more formulaic approach.

      Nevertheless, I enjoyed it a lot and encourage you to keep writing at your behest.

      Cheers.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • Thank you, Josh! Thank you for reading my poem and I am definitely going to start dedicating more time to writing.

        I thank you for taking time to comment your feedback, and appreciate your kindness!

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • Lauren Brill shared a letter in the Group logo of Magical MomentsMagical Moments group 1 year, 5 months ago

    I didn't think I was smart enough to go to Columbia

    To The Unsealed Community,

    When I graduated high school, I honestly didn’t know what to expect from myself.

    After getting waitlisted, I got accepted to Columbia in mid-June of my senior year of high school. At the time, Columbia ranked top five in the nation. And while I was thrilled to be accepted, there was a part of me that was unsure if I was worthy of the admission.

    I told my family I wasn’t sure if I wasn’t smart enough to go, and I was considering going elsewhere.

    My brother, who had just graduated from Columbia, responded, “If you don’t take this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life. I promise you will be able to do the work.”

    I trusted my brother and decided to attend, even though I was scared and uncertain if I would measure up to my peers.

    My first year at Columbia was by far the hardest. My grades depended on papers, and I wasn’t the best writer. Not to mention, we had to take many required classes – some of which I found pretty boring. But I muscled through it, and I was determined to thrive.

    Thankfully, Columbia had a writing center where tutors looked through your paper sentence by sentence and provided feedback. I spent hours each week at the writing center, and after a year or so, my writing significantly improved. So much so that in the last two years of college, I received an A on every single paper I submitted.

    It’s hard to believe that I almost passed down an incredible opportunity because I didn’t believe in myself.

    Now, whatever challenge I face in life, I still don’t know what to expect from myself. But my experience at Columbia taught me that if I push myself and work hard, I should always expect to surprise myself.

    We are all capable of way more than we even know.

    Always believe in your greatness,

    Lauren

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • OMG, that sounds like me a little, You were much younger than I was with these thoughts, I was older with these same thoughts, not thinking at my age I could get into a college and complete it. It was my fault, I kept pushing college back for years, and once I got in my 60’s, I decided to go and all I thought about was, there’s no way I’m going to…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • Gerald Washington shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 year, 5 months ago

    Unseal Yourself

    Welcome to a site called The Unsealed
    A place where you can feel at peace and heal
    It can be hard to find a place where you can relax
    For a lot of sites, the nasty behavior is to the max

    Fierce arguments and cruel behavior rule the day
    Not in The Unsealed, where kindness is here to stay
    It may take a while to believe these truths
    Trust issues have been a part of you ever since your youth

    But you’ll eventually see that you can trust The Unsealed
    The people here will applaud for you and cheer
    It’s rare to get this kind of support 
    But on sites like here, you will never feel short

    It’s okay to share your voice
    If you’re not ready, that’s okay, it’s your choice
    The Unsealed will encourage you to take that step
    And slowly but surely, you will finally unseal yourself

    Gerald

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Gerald I love that you love this safe space so much you wrote a letter to it. I’m glad we can have a place where you can let out any type of emotion and have people around to hear it and voice their opinions on the matter through love and understanding because we’ve either all been there or experienced other people going through it. Letters lik…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • Thank you Kayjah. I’m glad The Unsealed exists. It’s excellent to unleash whatever grievances we have through love and understanding as you mention. I love the way you put it. It’s sad that so many people never get to be heard. I hope The Unsealed continues to find a way to the voiceless so they can use their voice.

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Words can inspire, encourage, and empower. They can also comfort and heal. The Unsealed is a safe haven where people can share their thoughts and feelings without fear of judgment or ridicule and I’m glad you also feel that way.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

      • Most definitely. There’s power in words. I agree with you on The Unsealed. It’s a safe place where people can express themselves through their writing and get encouragement and support from other Unsealers.

        Write me back 

        Subscribe  or  log in to reply

  • Jules Baker shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 year, 5 months ago

    Skinn

    There is something inside of me
    Desperately trying to claw its way out
    Of this flesh prison

    She isn’t a monster
    But I can never let her out
    She’s been there for too long

    In the dawn of myself
    I stuck her there
    Pushed her down with hopes she would just disappear

    But as I grow older and wiser
    She grows stronger and angrier
    For all the wrongs done against her

    And I fear, with her ever growing power,
    That she will break free
    And tear me to pieces in the process

    I can feel the seething rage
    Bubbling through to the surface
    And I grow weaker with each attempt to escape

    I fear her, yes, but she is no monster
    I fear her wrath
    I fear her need for vengeance

    Because all that happened to her
    Happened to me
    Where I am passive, she is aggressive

    She want the world to pay
    And she doesn’t care about this skin cage
    Or the person that is stuck in there too

    Behind these glassy eyes
    We are screaming
    A battle is waging, and there is no winning

    There is no other me to take over
    No before us
    Nothing to go back to when we crumble

    If I open the door, then I become her
    If she breaks free then I become nothing
    It’s too late for either of us

    Juliette

    Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Juliette, this is a beautiful poem but I want you to know it’s never too late for either of you. I know what it’s like to have pain and anger held inside … let it out. Kick, scream, talk to someone you trust or hug a friend. But know it’s never ever too late to heal your soul. Sending you a great big hug. We support you. You got this. You are so strong.

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Juliette, I have been through the same seething rage but instead of holding it in, I’ve let it loose. Letting this type of rage loose didn’t do me any justice, I’ve been expelled because of it and also lost a job because of it. I’ve learned from being on the unsealed how to control it and use other tactics such as writing and talking up boxing…read more

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

    • Dear Juliette,
      Your poem is very thoughtful and serious. I hope you find a balance in your life that makes you happy. I hope you find peace and happiness.

      All the best,
      Shelley

      Write me back 

      Subscribe  or  log in to reply

Mange push notifications