not ok to go 35 in a 50 not ok to leave my core on the table not ok to neglect my feelings or his feelings or my mom's not ok to bully to make my love feel like he's not enough so he won't know he's too good for me and leave all bitter cherries dropping globe by hard black globe, thunking me on the head reminding me this is not ok, and I am not ok and I am hurting
very little editing. I am embarrassed of this before publishing and will feel far worse about it when enough time has passed between writing and rereading it. I had just bought bad fruit and drove badly on the way home and was thinking and basically wrote down my thoughts and hit enter a bunch of times.