Fatima Aamer Bilal, From I Am The Menace In My Head.

fatima aamer bilal, from i am the menace in my head.
[text id: and what's the very worst / being offered water when you're drowning or living by an ocean and dying of thirst? / regardless, i have done both. / i have lived both.]
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