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 and 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.
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