How special to have a memory that is triggered by a scent, a song, a subtle change in the wind.
How soul-crushing the realization we cannot control when they emerge and how ruthless they hit.
Samira Vivette
I owe it to myself to become everything I was told I couldn't be.
I'm doing this for me.
This is my journey to learn, to grow, to heal.
- Samira Vivette
a thread of poems that Aliza Grace has plagiarised, published, and is profiting from.
please retweet - the more people are aware of this the more chance of stopping her!