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Fame Messed Me Up More Than Porn Ever Did.
There’s a word for what I experienced: Trauma.
There’s a word for what I experienced: Trauma.
But when I hug you, I’m not hugging around your scars.
With the amount of money they had, they could have easily gotten a high-end prostitute or escort to satisfy their whims. But evidently, that wasn’t enough. There was not enough edge or risk of being caught.
Reflections on Good Friday, cherries, and cockroaches.
Where are the men who are healthily in touch with their emotions, and why is this so rare for us to encounter?
Addiction doesn’t start when you bring the bottle to your lips or fire up your laptop; it started hours or days before that moment.