Who am I?
Well, that's an interesting question. Before you all ask- yes, for once this IS a true story.
Not romance, sorry God-help the poor sap who ends up with me. Late night confessions #4 Is growing up all that it's cracked up to be? I don't care what they think. Do I have a problem? I'm fine... You should have left before you came ... -This isn't really a story, it's more of a thank you-
a HUGE thank you in fact, because without you, the readers, I would have given up on writing a long time ago
Soon as it dropped again, this hollow, this void befell my soul permanently this time around. The words literally sunk in letter by letter with a bold font as if to reinforce it all again. This proble... ...and I wash it down with liquor as dark as my conscience My poem about paranoia. (Profanity). Let's get to know me, shall we?
By: ivoryannalise The Lil Homie Sitting on the bus shackled and chained, ain’t nothing new just another casualty of the game
It’s beautiful and full of love for many, for others it can demoralizing and down right crazy From Grandmas and Granpas to Sisters and brothers , it’s blood that bonds most families but maybe that’s n... Don’t worry. You can trust me. I know what I’m talking about to the one whom i loved once | lowercase intended When you lose all hope, write a poem.
A quote from my personal essay's i've been writing, i feel this is all i can share at the moment. [ who am i ]
a poem reflecting on me as a person
my journey through self discovery
and what i hope i leave behind
Is it worth it - story of my growing up 🖤