i. your throat must burn from swallowing all that courage ; don't you know that there is a fire in your story , in your trauma , in your pain , and that there are people around you with dry wood in their chests , waiting , to be ignited by your testimony , waiting for just a spark from your lips , barely holding on , waiting for the oxygen in your words to feed the flame they thought had long since died in them.they are waiting for you to open your mouth and speak.
( ᄊｱｱ刀 ζｱｱﾚ )
the name is bri.
just another teenage girl who
tries to be aesthetic and cool
who also loves poetry and kpop.