I care about a lot of things. I may as well live in the clouds, have moons and stars printed on my stomach so I can shoot a rainbow from it. I care.   But there’s some shit I don’t care for.   I don’t care about you promoting ‘kindness matters’. I’ve never seen… Continue reading I don’t care.

  I’m kind of surprised i’m making the effort to even type this. But hey, better get it out there and let that shit go.   So, I’ve written before about a best friend I loved for the best part of two decades. Who hurt me and a really ugly side of myself came out… Continue reading Pretty without the ‘r’