You were my “seventh grade crush”. I never dreamed that things would get this intense between us. We spoke for days, and finally decided to meet. I arrive at your house, not ready to commit to anything that I don’t want to do – yet I do. You lead me inside and hold me close,… Continue reading I Wasn’t Ready
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Words of Wisdon from the Freakshow
It’s kinda’ funny, because when I talk to some of my friends, they tell me that when people first introduced us to one another, that they referred to me as “that one Black punk chick”, but I never really saw myself as being “punk”.