I am Phoebe. I’m fucked up. I love art. I have a son, Sam. I have a boyfriend, Robin. I have to write to understand myself. I write about my sexual experiences and relationships among many other topics. Just a 22 year old girl attempting to make sense of things.
Diary of One Fucked Up Phoebe.
P.s. I have changed all names and minor descriptive details to protect myself and others that I intend on writing about.