In memory of Elizabeth Wurtzel

“I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to fall apart and crumble before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about ‘If you loved me you would.’ “ Elizabeth Wurtzel- Prozac NationContinue reading “In memory of Elizabeth Wurtzel”


My dark brown eyes May not reflect yours My dark chocolate skin, May seem rough on the outside. And my face may not be appealing But my intentions remains pure. You just gotta see, Gotta see through me. SOLOMON Writers remark; So I am getting this feeling that it was a very bad idea toContinue reading “SEE THROUGH ME”

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