Bolthole


Have you been in pain like me?

Walked a thousand miles barefoot like me?

The world is blind, but everything you see.

Have you experienced fantastic passion?

And she replied, her cum is luke warm

You stained the sheets

She smeared her lipstick.

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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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