Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else. Start with the hands. The feeble way they shake holding your morning …
Modern Lit by Sade Andria Zabala
I am not a magazine people mindlessly flip through when they’re bored. I am literature. I am art. I am stories with a spine. I …
For All the Girls with Messy Hearts, and to the Men Whose Skin Have Tasted Mine by Sade Andria Zabala
Let’s be honest here — I am not the girl men fall in love with. I am the girl that men want to fuck. I …