I drink coffe out of love, and write out of need.
I am a chameleon woman. It would make a great story if I could say that I perfectly remember how it all happened, but I don't.
By Fabiola larrea4 years ago in Poets
The first time I suspected freedom was a lady was when a man rapped me I was naked Tired of screaming Tied to a bed Figuring out how to smile tomorrow
By Fabiola larrea4 years ago in Confessions
