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“The world ultimately is what we say it is.” ― David Friedrich Strauss Four AM. That's always the time when my brain decides to taunt me, and throw me in the woes of what may or may not be an alternate reality. It happens every morning- night, whatever you consider the feverish hour of Four AM to be. Let me start from the beginning. My name is Milo, that's the name my estranged mother gave me- she had to choose the name all by her lonesome, as my "father", had ditched my mother the moment she presented her parasitic phenomenon (he...
I have always dreamt of a perfect life, a normative life, one that conforms to what society deems not only acceptable, but commendable. For a woman, which I identify as, that means being married by 30 years old, having children, and being physically attractive. Some may say that the notion I just presented goes against feminism- but, I call BS. I personally believe that all a woman wants is to be loved, to be beautiful, and to be a mother. Well, here I am, at 35 years old. I have none of that. I am not trying to perpetuate a victim complex...
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TW: Themes of mental abuse"I quit", were the words that uttered out of my mouth, as I slammed my moog synthesizer on my ex boyfriend's coffee table- causing it to break it's circuit board, amongst other damages (beyond materialistic).I'm a musician, and I have been in an electro-dream pop band with my boyfriend and his mistress for the last two years. Word to the wise, never pursue music with a love interest- we've seen the outcome time and time again (a la Fleetwood Mac), yet, I didn't heed to that cautionary tale when I decided to pursue m...
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