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Kittie.


I will burn fucking bridges from beneath me if i feel like I am being used or turned on. trust me on that. i have no patience for pretty words or drama from people who are barely in my fucking orbit. i have forgotten those i actually loved more than once without a second fucking thought. i am under no illusions that i wouldn't walk away from you now. there is nothing keeping me tied to you except our adult child and a trauma bond. why that i think that would have ever been enough is beyond me. it isnt, it wasnt. it will never be.


I'm happy, I'm having fucking fun, and I'm not gonna let anyone ruin that for me at this stage of my life. ill just do me, if things change and you come around. I'll let you know if i'm fucking interested.


i can do darkness, i am rejecting people around me that are fake and plastic constantly. i don't need that in my life. i only need honesty and clarity. and sometimes if i don't see that i wont care. i'll go down into the rabbit hole and be the darkest motherfucker you have ever met. and i will not care, the time for caring is over. you want to play mind games? i taught you how to play them. I am the master of the mind game when it comes to you and I, its always going to mental chess. and i will never let you fucking win.


anyone that doubts me should look at the interesting things i do, and thats only the adventures i can speak to. theres a lot more that i do and i have done that i don't speak to. and there are reasons for that.


I don't have time for anyone and their bullshit right now. its just drama and its a repeating pattern with some loved ones and some friend's. the exit is that way i'll see myself out. i don't do drama, mine or yours.

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