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Immortal

When I was a child and I couldn't dare speak of the things that were happening in my home because I feared my brother and I would be taken away; because even though our parents were behaving recklessly, my instincts were to protect them by keeping secrets and playing pretend even if it meant physically… Continue reading Immortal

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She. Who Will NOT Be Tamed…

Negative-Naomi, Pessimistic-Peggy, and Temperamental-Tricia were in town today and the Trifling-Trio decided they'd each stab a straw into my soul and slurp it out of me, kind of like how the witches from Hocus Pocus did to kids you know? But without straws because they had magic and well yea, like THAT. Luckily, my toxically sweet soul… Continue reading She. Who Will NOT Be Tamed…