Sticking around in a crowded house, with my rapist in the next room, so that I could play some out-of-tune songs with my drunk and aggressive room mate and then carrying my guitar home in the rain was not actually how I had wanted to spend my evening.
Nowhere is safe anymore. And no one cares anymore.
About Me
- Riot
- I'm an anarchist, feminist, artist, musician, friend, lover, human. I'm flawed and fucked up but I have a lot of love and I mean well. I tend to over-criticize the world around me, and I may come off as stuck up or rude, but I can assure you I'm just shy and terrified.
1 comment:
you're great.
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