masonharvelle
a series of probably-unrelated poems i come up with. having your brain literally NEVER shut up mean sometimes i can be pretty deep, at least when my brain isn't chanting the lyrics to the chorus of out of my league by fitz and the tantrums in no order but especially the Wrong order. y'know? y'know.
served w a side of trauma, specifically in the flavors of: being neurodivergent in the south, mommy issues, absent father, religious!trauma, def Not cishet, wlw, am i male or do i hate the connotations of being a woman, living in the south, almost definitely a crackhead mom, did i mention im from the south?, Depression+ (now including ADHD, Anxiety, AND A Really Weird Fear Of Being Buried Alive)™, and More!