Flash Fiction: "Self-Destruction"
Before I opened the door to the washing machine, I thought I would’ve been able to get rid of the stains, but once I did, I realized they had put up a battle - this one, I was willing to settle.
Before I opened the door to the washing machine, I thought I would’ve been able to get rid of the stains, but once I did, I realized they had put up a battle - this one, I was willing to settle.
As womxn, we are often told very confusing messages as we age. You should be confident, but not so much to the point of where people know...