It’s a small world after all 


Unfortunately, our paths crossed through social media. A total stranger (though her acquaintance) admires my words. I am more right than wrong in his eyes. It is a good feeling unbeknownst to you to have a loyal follower of my blog. Someday I will unlock it for all the world including you to read. I’m not there yet. There is much risk and consequence due to the vulgarity and harshness I spew at random.  I continue to be selfish and continue to disregard your feelings but then again, it’s not about your happiness or healing. Your bedside journal harbors your deep and dark secrets too. Well, one can imagine as we are only human and our desires are scribbled at night when we’re most vulnerable.

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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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