fear and loathing at this point.
a few
days before Christmas.
the one
year anniversary
not far away. and what a year
it's been.
lies, and betrayal.
deception and gas lighting.
no fun,
no intimacy, no joy
whatsoever.
just tears and anger.
long sleepless nights
and days
of worry and anxiety.
it's about to end, soon, and
i can hardly wait.
but for now,
i'll lay low, and let the plan
begin.
my hacksaw is in the cake.
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