because more often than not, women are told that the only important thing they can create, is a baby.
My mother proudly boasting about my writing to her friends.
transportation to places; of the mind, or the body or both.
When I was 13, I wrote a poem about Life. That has to be amusing, childish and way ahead my age, for sure.
Don’t pay heed to others’ progress. Don’t envy them, be happy of everyone’s progress and achievements. Keep doing your work, and that is enough to stay happily alive. You will be fine. I promise.
Feminism, Animal cruelty, LGBTQ rights and women’s rights.
Food, and words.
I wish I made more time to create. Currently, I write small verses whenever I get time.
Mental health is very important. I couldn’t write for months because of my depression last year, because it made me feel like I’m worthless and don’t deserve words.
We are immeasurable. We cannot be defined, we cannot be put into boxes. We are so much more, we need to love ourselves before we are ready to love someone else.