with little to no explanation.
I’ve been out there, pouring my heart out to strangers and feeling like a freak but also just feeling like i’m right.
I’m not oging to get organizded in this blog, I’m not gooing to be organized, stay organized when I get there, I’m just going to blurt this shit out out.
As it comes.
It’s going to be unprofessional, messy, maybe even
ugly. At times. Unlike other recent writings, the poetry and the essays and the stories, this is not for editing. This is not for getting it right.
This is not for making it look good.