klywriteslet me live, i’m not a child anymoreHow can I dream big when my wings are clipped, not even allowed to fly far beyond the familiar?20h ago3
Elle BeckerinThe Creative CollectiveAnd I Shall Have Some Peace There — How W.B. Yeats Saved MeA line in his poem became my personal goal in life10h ago7
eri🍒I always tell everyone to be strong, until I realized that I was the weakest one. – Can you hear me? I’m asking for help.Jul 27208Jul 27208
klywriteslet me live, i’m not a child anymoreHow can I dream big when my wings are clipped, not even allowed to fly far beyond the familiar?20h ago3
Elle BeckerinThe Creative CollectiveAnd I Shall Have Some Peace There — How W.B. Yeats Saved MeA line in his poem became my personal goal in life10h ago7
eri🍒I always tell everyone to be strong, until I realized that I was the weakest one. – Can you hear me? I’m asking for help.Jul 27208
Ellison On LemonadeinRainbow Saladstrangulation is exhaustingembarrassed people, we see you digging hasty graves in the undernourished urban soil of the only empty lot on this block. we see you…6d ago4
