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abuse

by akenziem

my mom thinks it’s a hickey on my neck and i’d rather her think that than know it’s from your fingers clamping my throat shut with rage
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akenziem
21 / F / Washington
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Written by
akenziem
21 / F / Washington
Published
Dec 21, 2018
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