I’m just an eigteen-year-old girl, obsessed with comfort and trying not to roar too much or too loud. My heart is full of opinions, and even though some of them will most likely change over time, I feel that I have to voice them now.
I have been silenced. I’ve been stepped on, but I’m still capable of roaring, my friends. I still write. I still cherish diversity more than anything in this infinite universe, and that will never change.