I shoot for the stars aiming to part of sky. To shine for even a little while is worth it. I run towards my dreams. Seeing my reality sprawled across the pages like a pet cat looking for love.
The rebel with a silver tongue. The wild yet mild mannered reporter with a tender heart gazing into the dangerous, loud world hoping to become something. Reading books to have a world to be free from society's grasp on my identity as a female writer.