My mother likes to say that, unlike her, who transformed into a lady beast through life's trials and tribulations, I was born a baby beast. Apparently, I emerged from the womb like a baby wolverine, with tiny claws ready to cut anyone who dare cross me. I think she’s right, but I often oscillate between feeling conflicted and just embracing my savage te…
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