miss taylor
It started with the way she said my name. Simple, direct, with no hesitation, like I was someone worth acknowledging….
It started with the way she said my name. Simple, direct, with no hesitation, like I was someone worth acknowledging….
The summer between sixth and seventh grade was when everything changed. It was the summer of late-night bike rides, mosquito…
My favourite Christmas—other than the year I got the game Operation—was the one where I got blackmailed by a mini…
i was never called pretty when i was a child i was only ever shown my ugliness and imperfections until…