Fierce and Unapologetic.

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Sometimes I can’t help but to feel bad for the imbecilic individuals that wish upon my company. I am a very kind and generous person, but I command a high level of respect. A quality of the ineffable, it seeps within me. Sometimes I cannot pretend. I cannot pretend that every last one of these men haven’t pissed me off, looked low upon me, or crossed some boundary. I cannot pretend like my needs are not valid. When these times come I arise. Fierce and unapologetic. They have no chance of withstanding my fire. In times like these I walk out, walk away, and fall into my own bed. With no one touching me but myself.


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