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This Shit Is a Scam

I was rereading though my notes again this morning and talking with Goddess Dior, and somewhere in the middle , I got _fucking mad_. Not just

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I was talking to a goddess

She didn’t speak in words, but in heat, in breath, in the ache behind my ribs: “You are not responsible for their feelings.” …I

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Hollow Smiles and A Velvet Thrones

...breath that catches, through heat rising in the belly. This time, she came whispering about needs versus strategies. I didn’t recognize the difference at

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