My name's Gladys. My family calls me Estrella. Puerto Rican & Dominican. Art: photography, music, dance, drawing, fashion. All of it.
I’m unstable. I’m not happy. I need to focus on myself. As well as my relationship with God.
I need to be alone. Completely, utterly alone. That’s all I want. Peace, quiet, a good book to read, and a nice view.
Why? Why did my mom just tell me she likes you? Why did my brother tell me you remind him of Eric? We’re over, so why do they bring you up?
Mom, dad…
Can I have my own art studio? Please.