[responsivevoice_button] It has taken me awhile to sit down and write about it. On June 18 or 19, it was unclear from the posts by mutual friends, the man I once affectionately nicknamed Fester committed suicide by jumping from a window. This makes him the fifth man to die violently after hurting me intimately; the…
I am writing this post so that I no longer need to converse with exes accumulated before I realized that my health depended on not giving a shit about people who don’t give a shit about me. You only get one chance to hurt me by leaving. Once you have played that card once, I…
I am beginning to see the horror in zombie movies. When someone dumps you, they should go away and never be seen again. You should be able to kill them in your mind, and at least try to kill them in your heart, and move on. If they lied about everything, then they weren’t a…