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Clean

by hannahlace

Cleanliness is something that you learn when your mom washes your hair and reminds you to brush your teeth before bed. It isn't something you think about, it's something you do out of habit. Cleanliness is something you memorize, you don't associate it with someone's sexual history until their history writes itself into your present and future. It receives a new meaning once you wash your hair and brush your teeth and you somehow still don't feel clean.
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hannahlace
Published
Dec 15, 2015
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they aren't sorry for stealing your cleanliness

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#past#mom#sex#sorry#present#history#sexual#teeth#clean
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