Brat

June 29, 2015 · by · in alcohol, anger, anget, bitter, Feminism, Feminist, hate, life, London, love, music, poetry, Punjab, searching, sex, SZA, tattoos, the weeknd, travel, UK, Uncategorized, written word · Leave a comment

Giving out candy hearts reading

‘Grow up’ like I don’t feel old

Like I don’t feel cold 

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