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“I chose to separate from my husband due to personal issues. There was nothing wrong with him, I just couldn’t stand him. There was nothing wrong with him at all. Well, there was a few things, but it would be hypocritical of me to come after him for things he can’t control.
I knew from a child that I loved the same sex as me. Since it’s not appropriate to be myself, I always masked it. I know…
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Tabula Rasa
I cleared everything off my blog so I can have a fresh, new start.
I don’t have any idea of what to post on my account but here we go.
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Tabula Rasa
I cleared everything off my blog to start fresh. Thank you for supporting me through those times, but I wanted to give you something new that you
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Emergence 2
My brother decided to see my tato, but I didn’t because I could hardly remember his existence. Once most of my siblings left, I felt a slight level of guilt. My sister, Pitri, sat with me. She looked furious.
“Why would I want to see a man that abandoned my mom?” She fussed. “Of all the childish things men could do, abandoning someone instead of divorcing is horrible. Mama told me it’s more…
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#but not anything specific#Character building#fictional worlds#Qoot!#The Framework Characters of Qoot!#worldbuilding
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Emergence: Part 1
I sat and talked to a guy in my dream state. I’ve talked to him since I was fourteen, it was by accident. He sat down gently with me. He was younger than my mom but talked as if he was her age. He had the same look as a celebrity my mom had pictures of in her room. There were dolls in her room that had an appearance like him, except this man was transparent.
“My tato is home now,” I pushed up my…
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#but not anything specific#Character building#characters#fictional worlds#Stories#story#worldbuilding
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No More Picture Posting
I want to post pictures,Extra, I refuse to pay.Just to post images of hyper fixations.Hear what you may.I rather buy art suppliesthan pay for PRO.I rather buy lessonsthan pay to keep my views from coming in slow.Some say it's lazy, Some say it's cheap.I made up my mind.1 GB pics is all I'll reach.
Since I refuse to pay to post on WordPress, my blog will be without pictures. I think it’s boring,…
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While we are still here
I want you to hold me closeAlwaysAnd foreverDon’t forget thatwhile we are still here.
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It was the day my tati got home and immediately was arrested. I tried drawing but it was impossible. I’ve never remembered my tati, but to see a tanned, wide eyed creep come in with the opposite description of whatever shit babai told me was impossible to deal with.
He came over to our house and was immediately arrested. My babi wasn’t shocked by the news, in fact, she was entertained.
There…
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Hugs and kisses
I shouldn’t be afraid to post but I have been. It’s been a while, hasn’t it. My soft voice in the void is here temporarily until I get scared again.
So tempestuous you are,These waves you spawn will always exist.But lo, be not upset.They’re apart of you and make you the great ocean.
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Bundles of Fury and Rage at 3:00 am
The same thoughts mumbling over and over in my head.Mommy, I’m tired I can’t rest in bed.I want to rip my skin off and wriggle in pain.Instead I’ll just sit and start the rain.I’m exhausted.I’m exhausted.I’m exhausted.I’m lonely because of my own choice.I’m starting to question my inner voice.The insomnia has me shaking in here.I have all this guilt about being queer.I’m exhausted.I’m…
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Practice Painting
Clearly,The brush strokes show out so gracefully.Each sputter of color shoots around the page.I’m always asked why I love watercolor.clearly,the water leaves me with no control.I didn’t ask for any.I want a nice picture.clearly, I will.
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Thank you for your patience
It’s been very hard to get back into the swing of things due to episodes of depression, however, I made a goal with myself at this moment that I will try to write more for this blog. Last year, I made a bunch of posts and I want to continue that.
It’s been hard writing sequels to stuff I’ve written before and being in a lump makes it even harder. I don’t have much of goal for this blog but only…
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I’ve been struggling to draw for a while but I have been trying to draw every single day. Here’s some drawings.
Oil pastels
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Happy New Year
The Earth turns againRemember the lives gained, lostAnd Happy New Year
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Guilty
Based on actual guilt and while the character doesn’t add up age wise, pretend he does. Teo would’ve been two when his dad disappeared and I don’t know if he would’ve remembered him or this incident like that.
I wasn’t in my daughter or son’s lives for the first part. It was just hard for me, it just seemed like men are weaker than women in that regard.
I can still remember hearing a door open…
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