As I Am


I’ve packed light. I know you’ll strip me of my clothes so I’m coming barely dressed. I’m wearing your fave beat up tee and baggy jeans. I’ll stop at the mart and get wine, smokes, and of course, pb cups.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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