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my throat constricts my stomach shrinks and turns my shoulders curl, tense my fingers compulsively claw at the skin around my nails the thought of you feeling how you feel for me for somebody else makes me want to crawl out of my body
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 11:32 PM UTC
Sick to my stomach
my throat constricts my stomach shrinks and turns my shoulders curl, tense my fingers compulsively claw at the skin around my nails the thought of you feeling how you feel for me for somebody else makes me want to crawl out of my body
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Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 11:32 PM UTC
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