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Slut

Slut or slut? English or Swedish? It doesn't matter Slut A person who sleeps around looking for love. Their body is no longer their own. I no longer have love of my own. No one cares for me except for what I can provide for them. Sleeping around looking for love. Yet I get no gratification besides the others reaction. I hate myself for not having a sex drive. Slut End. The finale. Nothing left. All used up. I am a hollow shell. There is nothing but sadness and hurt left. I'm all used up with nothing to give. The trash of humanity. Slut or slut, It doesn't matter They are both me
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ash-saveman
20 / Genderqueer
Published
Apr 28, 2015
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21·113
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#sad#depression#end#slut#multicultural
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