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I don't believe you

My what an expensive brand of bruise you wear! It looks so real, like Fell Down the Stairs by House Wife But surely not, none of us could afford it on our budget It's genuine? I don't believe you. Such an exquisite range of shades you have on, And matching that dress so well! Surely that's not a coordinating colour of cut lip too? A gift from your partner? I don't believe you.
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charlie-hazels
20 / Gender Fluid
For You?
Written by
charlie-hazels
20 / Gender Fluid
Published
Sep 22, 2017
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#physical#abuse#cut#bruise#nosupport#partner#gift
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