daddyrecovery

Mavii is one of my fun friends whom equally, emotionally crashes from being the brightest bulb to feel, secretly, dim. We either GO OUT or fucking extinguish. It is the burden of being deemed the ¨fun ones¨ of a group: it is rare someone sees that, perhaps, you are functionally sad. We roll through life…

I have always loved Tupac because, between our upbringings and our Gemini placements, we share a lot in common. I would watch him with pain and wonder because I understood what it is to be the biggest star dimmed by your surroundings and the people that claimed to love you just to betray you. It…

Part of why I feared doing Daddy Recovery was that all my life my dad was defined by his almost god-like charisma, and I never felt charming enough to make my truth valuable or even believable by others. I was always so raw, sweet, and honest, but even with 3 more virtues than my dad…

When I was a child, I hated the flavor mint. Apparently, it is a rite of passage for children to genuinely believe mint tastes like toothpaste. In truth, it is a very adult flavor: often, appreciated as life chips away at the freshness of circumstances, which makes you look for it in an ice cream…

There we were high, in a random house, because Josie believes the world is her friend. With another person, I would, immediately, say that jumping from one strangers house to another while more baked than a cheesecake is not a good plan. In fact, it is the beginning of Netflix Doc, where everyone is being…