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I just want to have a bitch about something. And please pay attention because you may do this thing and not realise that you are being a fucking dick. So, in this new life of mine, I am taking every opportunity to improve myself in ways I was not allowed to do before. One of… Continue reading mother fucking cupcake

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Where did the honey art go?

Yep... I didn't do it. Lol Life happened and I just didn't get around to it. Fortunately, it was good life that happened and not the kind that has plagued me in the past. That bad kind of life that we get infected with sometimes... (do they have a cream for that?) So... I am… Continue reading Where did the honey art go?

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The danger of undeserved power

The books I've read have always explained blood as smelling "coppery" or "metallic." They're not wrong, but they're not right either. Yes. I could detect that old-penny tang in the air, but there were other things too. They never mention the rot of it. The butcher shop meatiness. The piss and shit part that will undoubtedly be there. Because if there is so much blood you can smell it, then someone is either dead or about to be. A bandaid would no longer help them. Blood doesn't just smell like loose change. I should know. I was covered in it.