I have said nothing of forgiveness
Only trust and repair
Feminist Class Struggle is the Best Therapy- Mental Health Under Capitalism
I used to love you
I know that
“So she went into the garden to cut a cabbage leaf to make an apple pie; and at the same time a great she-bear, coming up the street, pops…
Psyche Delicto. Sigh, the Delectable. Scythe, the Derelict
When angry at each other, our hearts grow far. To cover that distance, we shout to be heard. The angrier, the farther, the louder…
I should just stop right herePast is played by fearLike the top part of a windshieldI fight over which is real