I've been writing a lot of poetry over the last two months. I wrote two more today. I think it's the only thing keeping me sane and keeping me from reaching out to a man that I should not be in contact with. At this point, the poetry is starting to sound redundant, but I feel like there's so much I haven't said.
I slid into a man's Instagram DMs. This is the only man I'm going to try and pursue this year. Otherwise, it's single girl healing era. And if something happens naturally, so be it.
I'm committed to writing something daily. No matter how lame it is. I think it'll be cool to look back on at the end of 2023. This is basically like my public diary, and I don't really care who reads it. I'm operating under the mantra of "what do I have to lose?"
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