daily, or bi-daily personal reflections on life, learning, rebellion, complicity, politics, social justice, or ramblings
day 2.
10th August
So, i'm starting to actually upload my writing online. Scary stuff.
To help me out, i've returned to Tumblr to dig up some of my old poetry (desperate times)
I'm reading through my angsty teenage tumblr and it's really cringe, but honestly I was so deep. I think I was also reasonably wise for my age. (Circa 16-19/20)
I was also a good writer.
Now im just a wine'o'clock sharon without the wine.