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What’s the story behind your nickname?

Vietnam conquered the PI. His rabbit was on the Do Not Slaughter List. Our Nanay’s Rooster was the main course, one romantic evening. Ate wielded her machete steadfastly. Our piglet, Peter, and we later comprehend why they are called numbers.

Our uncle, the cousin post-mortem, visits often as a rabbit.

To be continued, and proofed.

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Published by: hermourningcoffee

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 and deep-rooted trauma, fear, anger, insecurity, and vulnerability. I heal with every stroke of the pen. Night Falls, I fear myself. I AM the monster underneath my bed. I do not wish to provoke you.  As you venture into my headspace, you ARE a willing participant. Disclaimer: 40/60 IRT

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