reductive

Well poeted Betty...

Thanks LDF

i felt this

Yeah. Thanks AP

How did you know the story of my life?
I like the delicate way you told the pain.

Hey, some stories are universal.

Big squish, D-bear

Wham. Felt this one. You weave pain so well.
I’m still taking it in.

Thanks Her. Lifelong hobby, you know?

A new leash on life....

Nah. I’d just choke myself on a leash.

I like this, it's like being slowly asphyxiated.  

Yeah. It's amazing how little air you can get used to.  Thank you.

YAAAAAASSSSS SIR! That is the shit. Fall all the fuck out!

Your nerd made me fan myself.

You nailed the ambiguity and structure. I wanted it to drip to a close, you know?

I see what you mean -- that I COULD rip out the guts and just leave the head and feet. But I wanted to say it directly, and not obtusely. That was the only part I didn't want to leave for interpretation... sooo... the art suffers because of artist ego. Again. BAH!

Hey, thanks. I appreciate your review so damn much. Be well!

Dear B,

This piece, for me, completely captures my own lack of self. To this very moment I continue to measure my self worth on everything but myself and what I do to receive “love”. 😔
This has touched my soul. H🌷

Fucking hell, Hon. I only lose my sense of self in love. It's the worst fucking virus on the planet.

Why the fuck do we define ourselves based on someone's ability to show up the way we need? We're amazing, and we show up for ourselves.

I love the idea of love. So damn much. I love the dainty sweet bullshit. Fuck I hate the way my synapses cross and my neurons backfire and I just get fucked up on the shit. I should take up something safer, like meth.

Hey girl. Love you. Thank you!

❤️😘

Outstanding. Sometimes your writes like this are on a whole higher level.  It's like you're sitting at a chair, staring over at whatever/whoever is causing your thoughts to hone in so much to the bone.  Precision write, Betty.