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I was selfish bc I wanted to see her. She was selfish bc it was on her terms, particularly around that time of the month while in heat. I mistaken her as I thought she was taller and stronger. She tried to be the Rock, yet she was the boulder that crushed me.

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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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