Hell hath no fury like a nasty woman scorned

By Julia Abbiss I’m not a crier. I often feel uncomfortable, even in the company of my closest friends, letting myself break down into the ugliest cry during my darkest of days. But on the morning of November 9th, I found myself sitting on a bench downtown with tears streaming down my already soaked face. … Continue reading Hell hath no fury like a nasty woman scorned

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