Alanna Floreck

Hunched and squatting on an overhanging mound of mud, too much pressure on my feet Because tiny worlds rock

Today my hair made me cry I like how it looks, it’s been cut short & I wanted it naturally dark again But I have these strands that are...

That swing really brought the whole concept home Because this morning when I rode by it, it was rusted, rotten, split. Yeah, like you...