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July 30, 2018
Love and hate are the same
The days crept and I felt that walls were caving in. Everything so full of life and color turning black. The days past and I was diagnosed with an STD. The evidence had been there all along, I j...
July 29, 2018
The paradox of loathing
I paced the wooden floors of a new house, surrounded by all of our belongings. But where was he? It happened finally, July of 2014. When he got home from training in Canada. I wasnt fully embrac...
Book Description
The past five years, of hurt and destruction
