Kapree

*me updating my invisible audience on my opinion on what just happened to me*

"Still digesting men's pleasure on paying to touch someone who doesn't want to be touched"

"There is something about wine i can’t quite name, it seems to match the drunkenness that has always spilled upon my sober life."

I don't know if i'll go far, but i hope i go deep. I'm made of more vertical lines than horizontal ones. It's not easy, it gives you vertigo.

Sometimes i wonder if i'll ever stop shivering at the mere thought of what i let you do to me, for money. At the fact that you were the first man i sold my body to. You could see my desperation, my fear, my exhaustion, but it all looked tasty to you, didn't it? like a snack.

Ink flows through my veins like water, try to cut me and you will drown below the ink bleeding from this chest

You think you're not an artist but then you see a candle creating her own sculpture, and then you understand

Life changed for me at 28 and it's because I was holding on tight af to something by any means necessary and I opened my hand one day and there was nothing there.