Dtf


I kept thinking “Dtf? Dtf? Dtf? Dtf?” Lol! “Can we do it? Would that work?”Missing you…wishing you…sleep well…oh can’t you tell…always in my heart…no matter how far apart…dearest …you…I will love you always.

Respect, love, reason….yes I believe this is what I want between us….to cultivate beyond today’s hurt…to heal and move forward….respectfully and as always, lovingly.

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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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