Self care time. Exhausted after helping out femmes all day.

Thinkin’ I should take off my binder, wash off this glitter, and read some poetry. Possibly make myself another cup of tea.

Frankly, I wish someone would help me take off my binder, gently wash the glitter off my face, make me some tea, then lay next to me in bed and read me poetry out loud.

That’s what happens when you take care of people all day. Nobody takes care of you! (I’m not complaining. I had fun. I am just tired now. I’ll be fine tomorrow.)

Alternatively, if Tumblr folks have some poets they like or spoken word videos they wanna share, that would be cool too. <3