Tag: Jenny Badman
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She holds her hand over the candle flame a bit too long because some part of her enjoys the burn
We all have something like this Some form of self-flagellation Bad habits and vices Leftover childhood insecurities never remedied Half-finished letters, novels, relationships Conversations hanging in midair We love the wrong people Eat the wrong things (the French never think about this) We embrace the fear Wrap ourselves in it like a warm blanket on […]