Scraps

Small pieces. Sharp thoughts. The things I leave behind when a full confession would say too much.

Jan 1, 2026

I was more honest naked than they were dressed.

Dec 24, 2025

I felt good today. I don’t know why. I don’t ask questions. I won’t change for anyone. That would mean starting over from scratch.

Dec 14, 2025

Men want innocence on the surface and sin in the core.

Nov 14, 2025

And the worst part is… I like that I can’t stop.

Feb 14, 2025

I don’t sell myself. I sell what they wish they had control over.

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