“We were never poetry, we were never metaphors. We were a state of organized chaos. We were never the things that people write songs about or someone says, 'That. I want that.' We were the laundry piling up on the couch because no one bothered to put it away and dirty footprints on the tile because i…”— Kendra Syrdal, thoughtcatalog.comTagged: Love, Big Love, Raw