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God Thinks You’re a C**t, But He’s Humouring Me, Because I’m His Favourite Daughter
I knelt beside fresh bed sheets, smoothing them across the mattress, until no crease could be found, trying to find something to fill up my mind, so it wasn’t occupied with the things I’ll never have again. I said a prayer for a man last night, who made so many mistakes. I know he needs…
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Divorce
I was on the pier, playing my part in filling the ocean, collapsing under the chaos of home, bound to return, but broken at the thought. For a moment, for the very first time, I was alone. There had never been a voice, or even a familiar, friendly hand to hold, just a promise of…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 