Imperfection
Tonight I went to poetry club. I dragged my boyfriend with me & as assumed we both enjoyed. I got up and read a poem i wrote earlier today. Heart beating. Sounded horrible I’m sure (even tho my bf says otherwise.) there’s no way. I said that whole damn poem in one breath. I almost fucking fainted by the end of it. Anyways it’s the climb and I’m proud of myself regardless of getting up there and sharing a piece of myself with perfect strangers that are complete fucking weirdos like me and I love it.














