"i probably shouldn’t say this, but…"
This isn’t a collection of poems so much as a series of confessions that slipped out before they could be dressed up properly. It lives in the space between wanting to be understood and knowing you probably won’t be. Between saying too much and not saying enough. Between the version of you that stays quiet—and the one that absolutely refuses to. Written and illustrated with a kind of raw, unpolished honesty, this book doesn’t ask for permission. It lingers on the thoughts people tend to swallow: love that feels a little unhinged, self-awareness that cuts too deep, and the quiet, persistent question of “is it just me?”
 
It’s messy. It’s a little too personal. It might hit somewhere you weren’t expecting.
 
But then again—
some things are only worth saying if you probably shouldn’t.