The darkness brings demons. Our demons to the battle position. Queen of Evil at the Drag King show. The little girl to hide and hate me in the corner. I broke your heart. You said, Not really. FUCK ME. I FUCKED ME. Really. I approach, and inquire why make this awkward. That word. It is what it is. I said, it once, perhaps twice. My well- deserved, subconsciously severe punishment. She is Relentless. I will punish her later. The second Bulleit straight to ma coeur. Regret. Really.
February 7, 2024, NOT really.
Her mourning coffee 