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isn't it funny how I frantically tried everything, stubbornly believing there was a solution to this? I did it all; getting under others, drinking, partying, drugs, crying, painting, questioning, praying, oh so much praying. nothing worked. I continued to float through my own life, walking dead. ironic, because I hate that fucking show. I wonder … Continue reading tattoo

Mistress in Distress

                                                       02/02/2016 Seun checked the wall clock for the umpteenth time. 9:00pm. This was really disturbing. She picked up her phone and dialled his number. Again. No answer. Again. She was pacing around the living room now, walking off her worry. He was supposed to have come home by 7:30, 8pm at the very latest. … Continue reading Mistress in Distress