Her Violent Ocean

A quiet girl spinning in her office chair, this was her. An ocean of dislocated love rioting beneath the surface of her quiet skin. A wedding ring around her lazy finger being spun habitually by her thumb. An existence of merely existing. Little did anyone know, this young lady was violent waves bound up in […]

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he is not your water.

He is not your water. He is not your air. He is a luxury. An excursion option for the adventure that is your life. He is not a necessity. He is not a requirement. He is not your happiness. The sooner you realize this, and apply it, the sooner you regain and/or maintain control over […]

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