The weather turned off stupid hot again. The humidity makes the air taste like dirt and exhaust soup.
Right now, thunder rolls in the distance. There’s no rain yet, but it is coming. No more dirt and exhaust soup.
The weather turned off stupid hot again. The humidity makes the air taste like dirt and exhaust soup.
Right now, thunder rolls in the distance. There’s no rain yet, but it is coming. No more dirt and exhaust soup.
I was raised by a malignant narcissist. He thrived on narcissism and chaos.
A narc creates chaos to get a super-charged narcissistic supply.
What’s better than attention for a narcissist? Desperate, loud, frantic attention.
Natalie Goldberg gave me the phrase “open a vein”.
I mean, she didn’t make it up or anything, but she gave it meaning for me.
Writing is easy, just open a vein.
Sometimes, when I write about parental narcissism, I get an idea and start, but then run away from the story.
Writing this shit is hard, yo.