Guest Post 5: Bromac’s Voice

Today’s post is brought to you from Bromac-Bromac found me somehow, and has stuck around for awhile. She’s always been a voice of reason and support for me, another ghost voice in the wilderness.
 

AAARRGH! 
Exclamation Points!!!! 
The thesis to my life! 
The anti-thesis.   
My fucked up brain morphs non
      into being. 
Period.  into Exclamation Point! 
So exhausting. 
Infuriating!!! Really 
Fuck my fucked up [...]

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The haircute

 
Maybe you can’t tell that much, but she just walked in my door with a cute little pixie cut, looking like a big grown up little lady instead of a fey child running the woods and my heart stopped for a moment and I was my mother, standing in a doorway as her daughter walked [...]

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