About

Lesbihonest

secrets from a girl who feels it all
eve was framed
force feeding
what does freedom mean to me
sadness
my mother, my mirror
wanting more, a soft ache
a song for no one listening
why i wanna feel guilty
my final race

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i write about saints and girls, about religion and womanhood, about the quiet bruise of wanting too much. my work slips between confession and devotion, trying to name the tenderness that survives inside guilt. mostly, i’m learning how to tell the truth beautifully, even when it hurts.

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