• January tore me and my room apart.
  • February left me disconnected and questioning everyone I knew.
  • March made me feel something, but didn't let me sleep.
  • April took me places I never expected to go.
  • May unearthed my femininity and anger.
  • June was intoxicating and intimate.
  • July shook my confidence about everything.
  • August kept me in limbo, waiting for conclusion.
  • September threw me into a whole new scary world.
  • October made me panic and fall (for someone).
  • November had me looking for faith but sent me home.
  • December retraced old scars and found new imperfections.
dec 24 2012 ∞
nov 25 2013 +