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You're the first boy I ever told the truth to about my scar and you planted a sweet kiss on my self hatred. you're a hand holder and I only ever felt his hands around my neck I felt uncomfortable when you called be beautiful with my clothes on and that my dear is why I left.
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 7:28 PM UTC
You're too lovely for a girl like me
You're the first boy I ever told the truth to about my scar and you planted a sweet kiss on my self hatred. you're a hand holder and I only ever felt his hands around my neck I felt uncomfortable when you called be beautiful with my clothes on and that my dear is why I left.
annamarie1808
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New Mexico
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 7:28 PM UTC
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