• Just Me myself & I
    I get it. You think you’re clever. But here’s the truth: when I tell you to read my writing, it’s not a friendly little nudge or some kind of casual suggestion. It’s a warning shot. A message fired across the bow, reminding you that this is a choice you’re making, and not one I’m forcing on you. I’m not here to beg you to understand me, my work, or...
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  • Professional Failure?
    Well, here we are. I set out to build this so-called "new world"—a world of my design, one that I crafted meticulously, full of all the perfect elements: ambition, strategy, control. It was supposed to be revolutionary. I was going to be the architect of it all. I told myself it would be something great, something groundbreaking—a masterpiece of strategy, willpower, and pure...
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  • WTF, PEACE? Why?
    Ah, peace. That beautiful, misunderstood, and endlessly versatile word. It’s a concept so many strive for, yet so few truly grasp. Most people think of peace as the absence of conflict, a tranquil retreat after the storm, the moment they can finally breathe easy. But let me tell you something: peace isn’t the end of the game. It’s the ultimate power play. It’s not the...
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  • Bend the Knee?
    History is a cruel judge. It sees in black and white, leaving no room for nuance. Today, I bent the knee. Not because I wanted to, not because I lacked the courage to fight, but because the game demands it. Sometimes, survival is not about charging forward with a sword drawn; sometimes, it’s about stepping back, assessing the battlefield, and choosing the moment when the blade will strike...
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  • True Friendship, becoming family
    The greasy pole. A merciless, unforgiving beast, isn’t it? Each rung slick with desperation, every ascent a gauntlet of grit and guile. Some folks parade up it with their noses held high. I prefer to call that naïveté. You claw your way up, bruised and battered, barely leaving room for someone like you to climb alongside—or step over—you. For me, that someone was...
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  • Simple country girl, my ass
    The moment you clicked, it was like flicking a switch. All that distance we’d stacked between us dissolved, and suddenly, there we were—trading quips and half-truths, stumbling over nostalgia and all the memories we still carry. As always, you shrugged off my praise, calling yourself “just a simple Country Girl in the big city.” But I can’t help wanting to edit...
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  • Now you need me, now you don't
    Afterthought. Such a deceptively humble word. Once, I might have dismissed it as the leftover scraps of a half-baked strategy, the last-ditch effort for the desperate or the uninspired. But as I’ve delved deeper into the labyrinth of power—real, unyielding power—I’ve come to realize that an afterthought is anything but forgotten. It’s the dark horse, the silent...
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  • Power of Perception
    These are my alternative facts, and they’re true because I believe they’re true. You see, the truth is never what it is. The truth is what they say it is. You can wrap yourself in honesty, polish every word until it gleams with sincerity, and still, they will take that truth and twist it into a grotesque caricature of their choosing. Perception, my friend, is the currency of power,...
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  • I hope this offends you.... Be Better
    Nobody wants a participation award, if we’re being honest. So do you think you deserve one for making a half-assed deal with God or the divine? For promising you’ll change while knowing deep down you won’t follow through? What exactly do you expect to get out of that? A gold star for good intentions? Life doesn’t work that way, and deep down, you know it. My mother...
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  • Are you credit worthy?
    Ah, transactional relationships—the unspoken contracts that rule our lives, whether we like it or not. They’re the invisible threads connecting every interaction, shaping every favor, and dictating every obligation. Take The Sopranos. Carmela is the queen of pragmatism, and her insights into the nature of relationships are brutally on point. Remember when she explained to Tony why...
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