A beautifully summarized way of confirming my predicament since high school when I began arranging every single piece of item I owned in my locker. Little did I know I was trying to “communicate” to see if anyone (most notably my loved ones) would listen, pay or give me the attention I sought after. Or simply care like I deserved.
Thank you for this!
Written by Comet N.
A girl who writes & addresses toxic hidden agenda in the form of topical issues whilst digesting their relative life lessons. I can't alone— It's a ‘let's all’.