Becka

Joined November 2020

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25-year-old pisces, sober alcoholic/addict, bipolar, adhd, model/actress & mother to a sweet angel dog & owner of a beat-to-shit Honda Civic & Vancouver, Canada dweller

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I am my sisters.
We dehumanize the victim to grieve easier as a society. But I know the victim, she was my best friend. And now our friendship
By Becka5 years ago in Poets
Messy Footprints
Sometimes I want to run through the door, making messy footprints on the white carpet. And when I do, I wonder if the carpet would be spoiled
By Becka5 years ago in Poets
Cigarettes Cause Premature Death
When you smoke, do you smoke to die? I always do. I drink to die. I snorted to die. But I can’t. So why would I stop
By Becka5 years ago in Poets
Bright Green Eyes
Cold and cigarette sick, I’m sitting on the ground. Looking up into a misty window with tears streaking down our faces. My sister would look back at me
By Becka5 years ago in Poets
5 Months Sober
I could be hysterical. Tears pouring down my face and shaking a knife in the air, saying, “I was married to a rapist for three years.”
By Becka5 years ago in Poets

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I am my sisters.

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