It can be really powerful to write something when youre sad.
She dumb.โ I sigh. โBut she ainโt stupid.
And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?
I was surprise to see the world didn't stop just cause my boy did.
And why? Because they are suffocating within the lines that define their town and their times. And sometimes lines are made to be crossed.
....I realized I actually had a choice in what I could believe.