Chp 1 Post Modern Mrs Haversham.. 

I feel like Charles Dickenson’s Mrs Haversham sometimes…

‘Freeze framed’ in her moment of extreme sorrow and pain.

Except my

‘Frozen Frame’

is a series of snapshots

Rejection!Abandonment!Prejudice!

 at the basest level of my existence, catapolting me into a sphere of existentialism in order to escape my reality.

For…

Desire is pain.

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