Identity | Saturday Prose

There is some sweet solace in knowing that I am a product of love rather than hate, violence. Of the girls past born of my breed, there would be no such comfort. There is good and bad that comes with claiming this skin, but the fact that I exist not as lesser scum but as a normality speaks volume to some minute progress. There is some sweet solace in being me, existing here, living now.

~Sammicakes

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  1. Belladonna says:

    OH WOW!!!!!! I can’t wait to pick your brain about this one. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT!

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