therapy
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
"I think you should -" "Correction: I am in my own body, with my own mind; you do not and cannot tell me what to do."
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?
When I can't do anything else, I write poems. [Became #1 in Poetry a long time ago]