It’s so crazy being a toxic L.A. baby, where everyone’s excuse is, “This is how they raised me.” 🌴🌊🏙
Working has been the last thing on my mind... and I don’t ever want writing to feel like work. I’m so passionate about what I write, it’s a divine connection that I have with my highest self. When I let her flow, shit... sometimes she even surprises me. I was reading one of my old journals from this new era in my life and to my surprise the date of these poems stuck out to me. I was well aware September 2019 - December 2020 marked my rock bottom, yet without knowing at all... I now see why 2020 marked my ascension.
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