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Shootings, PTSD, and remembering why…

Dear Diary, Most of the time, when I post on social media or Patreon, or in my Diary, I try and keep things entertaining, upbeat, and generally just optimistic in nature. Because that’s the kind of person I tend to be, you know? Today, however, keeping things light and positive is damn near an impossibility.…

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How I had my heart broken by a tiny pussy. 😭

Dear Diary, So, I was over at Anne’s place (as I usually am) and went to go take out some trash (cause apparently slave). The second I stepped out the door this tiny black kitten bounded up to me out of nowhere and started rubbing against my legs. It was so tiny, y’all! I mean,…

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Bitch better have my money…

Dear Diary, The theme of these past few days has been fighting with Amazon. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love me some Amazon, I really do, but sometimes they tend to get their wires crossed, and I just want to slap them. Everyone at the company. All at once. With extreme prejudice. Sometimes small…

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Damaged goods

Dear Diary, A long time ago (December 15, 2018, to be exact) I posted an article to Patreon titled “Yes, I am damaged. Let me count the ways…” It was a deeply introspective piece about why I am so self-destructive with not only myself but my relationships as well. I didn’t write it to get…

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So I’m laying here naked…

Dear Diary, So, I’m laying here in the bath (I’d post pics but since this entry is also going on my public Patreon feed I can’t 😭) thinking about my brother. Bet that got your attention. See, we had a conversation a few hours ago about problems that I’ve been having with a certain phallus-wielding…

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How I spent this past week…

Dear Diary, Not doing a damn thing! Seriously, I just needed a break, a vacation from all the craziness of being an independent author / social media superstar (😆). More importantly, the people I love needed some Alexa time, and if I’m being completely honest, so did I. Want to know what I didn’t do?…

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R.I.P. God 😭

Dear Diary, Give me your hand and let me take you back in time about a week. I want to show you how God died, and what killed it. It’s going to be a strange, painful journey, so brace yourself. It forever changed me, and it may well do the same to you. So, brace.…

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Why I almost bitch-slapped my boyfriend…

Dear Diary, So I almost slapped the shit out of my boyfriend today. You may be wondering why. Then again, if you actually know me, you probably aren’t. For those of you that are wondering, the reason is simple: I sent my man a nood while he was at work. (Shocking, I know) To, you…

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Peeing in public…

Dear Diary, So there I was: sitting on the public transit train, rocking my new Knuckles hat (thank you, John!), my feet propped up on the seat in front of me, being my typical little ole’ innocent self. Anne was chilling a few feet away in her wheelchair, jamming to her music, glaring at me…

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