Yeah, I'm not your stereotypical girl.
I'd prefer to be covered in shit, dirty as my heart is, then fuck up my face with some fakeness.
Preferring to muck around in fields, getting baked by the sun, then dress up like some supermarket doll.
You'll see other girls, all dressed up in their glam, pirouetting through the malls.
But me?
Me you'll see running through the fields.
Being wild.
Being free.
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Eilerasciai Su Jausmais
PoetryThe name of this book is loosely based on the Lithuanian meaning for "poems with feelings." And indeed, they do feel. They feel the rawness of every possible emotion ever felt. They are heartfelt poems, written from the nonsensical thinkings of the...
