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Jul 2013
I don't hate you.
I hate myself
For letting it happen.
For saying yes
When I meant no.
For letting you touch me
And obeying your every command
To touch you.
For doing it not once
But twice,
Even though I knew I'd feel horrible.
Even though I still feel horrible.
I don't hate you.
I hate myself.
I hate myself.
Briana4545
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Briana4545  Charlton, MA
(Charlton, MA)   
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   Katie Mac
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