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i learn to lean in, play their game, because it’s easier than saying no and watching it get ignored. i touch like i mean it. flirt like it’s instinct. laugh when they call me trouble because at least this way i’m choosing my path instead of being forced down theirs. i learned early; if i take off my own clothes, no one else can undress me. if i say my own words first, they can’t change what i say. they call it confidence. i call it staying safe. a way to get by, learning to hold myself up after being broken down. i slip beneath their gaze in lipstick. in lace. playing the part they praise. i seem so in control, don’t i? like a girl who’s never been trapped. but really, i keep control because it protects me from being powerless once more.
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May 31, 2025
May 31, 2025 at 10:45 AM UTC
entrapment: part 2
i learn to lean in, play their game, because it’s easier than saying no and watching it get ignored. i touch like i mean it. flirt like it’s instinct. laugh when they call me trouble because at least this way i’m choosing my path instead of being forced down theirs. i learned early; if i take off my own clothes, no one else can undress me. if i say my own words first, they can’t change what i say. they call it confidence. i call it staying safe. a way to get by, learning to hold myself up after being broken down. i slip beneath their gaze in lipstick. in lace. playing the part they praise. i seem so in control, don’t i? like a girl who’s never been trapped. but really, i keep control because it protects me from being powerless once more.
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May 31, 2025
May 31, 2025 at 10:45 AM UTC
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