Fate, Boys, and Other Lies I've Believed

here's a collection of what are hopefully my least shitty writings and maybe you will like a few
If you could smell what I write, I would hope that you would smell the ocean air and the sweet smell of honeysuckle in the summer evening air.
If you could feel my words- which I hope you do, I hope you feel the warmth and the love. I hope you feel the power that is in you and your own worth. I hope that if you feel the hurt you feel the healing as well.
I hope that my words will not always be 2 Dimensional for you.