Kirra_05

Hiiiiiiiii ^-^

and i feel for my younger self. the girl who thought hate given was hate deserved. the version of me who confined her potential to fit a little box society gave to me for portability. the lost soul who thought all my insecurities were just me knowing my place. only 2 years and ive grown more than ive ever grown before. i feel for the version of me who thought expression was a waste of time and changed my brain chemistry over a small comment. i wish i could hug her and tell her sometimes you don’t need a person who loves you show you you’re worth loving. i wish i could cup her cheek and tell her it really does get better for people like us. that sometimes it doesn’t matter if it makes others uncomfortable. that in the end, not everyone is going be okay with the person you become. yeah, i wish i could tell her that. i wish i could tell her that i have enough love for us to share.

guyssss go follow my insta for poetryyyyy @kirra_luves_ink 

https://www.wattpad.com/1642305788?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading&wp_uname=Kirra_05
          
          go read my cousins book he worked rlly hard on it!!

Your profile picture looks like a girl I used to love and when I see your announcements and page it brings me peace for a little bit.

go support my little cousin, Ethan’s, work!! @ethan8081309 

we celebrate this day bc we’re all supposed to be free, meanwhile people are literally kneeled at the feet of their oppressors asking for water everyone should be entitled to. we do not have independence, we have just enough room to have free will, and over time we’ve just learned to be content with that. we will never be free if we keep limiting ourselves when we think they’ve giving enough, because they gave us nothing. chains will never be broken when enough people put them on in their daily routine to keep the the white man in business. any of you who think this is a celebration of independence need to open your eyes to see it’s a distraction of the people who never cared about america’s greatness, but to shrink her just enough to use her as an armrest. 

all of my supporters vanished. i used to have friends that would read every poem, vote on them, and comment under every stanza. now i have people how just don’t interact at all, don’t care most of the time, and/or people that don’t want a connection w me. guys i rlly rlly want the connection with my readers again. i miss yall.

Hiiii 
          
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