The ramblings, musings, salacious or sad storytellings, highs, lows, ebbs, and flows of a traumatized, untalented, but somehow still *creative* 20-something self identified Trauma Queen. This is the pain that makes us who we are. Embrace it and tune in. This is a true stream of unconsciousness - episodes come when they come, they can be 5 mins long or two hours long, and I don’t shy away from anything.
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The ramblings, musings, salacious or sad storytellings, highs, lows, ebbs, and flows of a traumatized, untalented, but somehow still *creative* 20-something self identified Trauma Queen. This is the pain that makes us who we are. Embrace it and tune in. This is a true stream of unconsciousness - episodes come when they come, they can be 5 mins long or two hours long, and I don’t shy away from anything.
So basically I lazily clean my apartment due to the fact I’m having a Man™️ over to forget about another Man™️ and also just so someone can eat my fucking food. Bon appetit bitch
I’m always going to be a binge eater. That is fact. However, self awareness is half the battle. I accept it, and I proceed to list why I cannot stop eating.
The ramblings, musings, salacious or sad storytellings, highs, lows, ebbs, and flows of a traumatized, untalented, but somehow still *creative* 20-something self identified Trauma Queen. This is the pain that makes us who we are. Embrace it and tune in. This is a true stream of unconsciousness - episodes come when they come, they can be 5 mins long or two hours long, and I don’t shy away from anything.
