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Sep 2020
Red flag, green light  

I should have known when he started crying and telling me all his insecurities on our very first date  

I did think to myself,
wow,
this kid sure has boundary issues.  

But when he ripped off his shell, I saw that his bruises looked like mine.  

How could I expect to be loved if I turned away from someone broken like me

Red flag, green light

Imagine my surprise later on when I realized that this kid sure has boundary issues

Yellow light

I tell them to pump the brakes and he nods his head and keep going at full speed because he can only see a  

Green light.

Red flag.  

Game over.
Written by
Jada  25/Non-binary/Minneapolis
(25/Non-binary/Minneapolis)   
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