Why do I allow my doubt to douse me in decay? My self-worth builds for weeks and then crumbles in just one day. I delve deep into the dark dismay, allowing delusion to be my excuse for the tearful tirade.
©05/2019
Qualms
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
Whiskey Tales and Spells 
Excellent piece!
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Thank you!
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My pleasure 😇
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Really relatable sentiment, and beautifully portrayed here.
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Thank you, Jupiter, although I hate anyone relating to this very unattractive feeling.
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Absolutely agree. I unfortunately understand very well how much of a house of cards self-worth can be, and how fragile the equilibrium is 💐
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