Ascension 


Twenty-two. The rise after the fall.I’ve survived the ego. Indomitable.Boom! And there she was.  

Together we can change the world.  
No bridge between us. No toll.

We talk. We share. We laugh.
Never an ackward silence between us.

I adore him and like her, but you are my person.

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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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