Just another wandering being trying to make sense of how to exist on this fucked up planet.

I’ve been many things. All the while i’ve been trying to be myself.

I’m an existential crisis. I’m a contradiction. I am a balancing act.
I’m trying to be the type of person I want to be friends with.
I’m trying to find how I fit into the big part of things.
I’m dreaming of a bigger world.

I’m a survivor of sexual assault, abuse and trauma.
I am a warrior. I am a fighter.
Neuro divergent, gender fucked, queer.
I am kind, I am gentle, I am sensitive.
I will fight like fucking hell for the ones I love.