W-P-F Syndrome 


Out of my league

I did that

I had her

Twice lucky

Head in the Benz 

Reapplied candy apple lipstick and a wintergreen mint

My tie bares her stain 

A selfie of our evening 

Kobe steak and calamari 

Popping bubbles

She wiggles as she giggles 

Haters surround us

Whiteys uptight 

Bennies out their asses

Privilege by the masses

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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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