The Man and the Monster.
My love could never relinquish the monster. Unless the man was ready to permanently remove the beast from himself, I could never have one without the other.
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Jacki Moon
If This Little Black Dress Could Talk: Understanding the Human Experience.
Once she gained your trust with such surface-level stories, she would carry on to describe the time she graced my skin and held me tight when my voice quivered as I gave my father’s memorial speech at the funeral home -- the way my heart broke with every word I muttered, but her stitching never ...
Follow Your Own Heart, Not the Person You Gave It To.
The lost boys are all interchangeable, as every single story is strikingly parallel; they all present themselves as a promise of adventure, become a tourist in my life, guide me somewhere new and exciting, then run away and force me to slowly creep down the unforgivable path of loneliness back ...