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I was better at cats cradle when I was seven Than I have been at most things since. I called you a drama queen and I'm sorry. I called you a drama queen and I'm right. God doesn't save you. The Jimmy Johns guy saves you. His name was Henry and I need to remember that. I couldn't bang on the doors hard enough I was too weak. I was too tangled. I hope you're not mad. Unblock and don't delete Whatever you do don't delete Don't burn a bridge you might need. Then he held me and I was too weak to fight it. Like when he hurt me and I didn't care. Like when he ****** me but really just folded me into more knot than girl. I know I'm supposed to say woman. I am not a woman. I am a knot.
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 9:27 PM UTC
Knot
I was better at cats cradle when I was seven Than I have been at most things since. I called you a drama queen and I'm sorry. I called you a drama queen and I'm right. God doesn't save you. The Jimmy Johns guy saves you. His name was Henry and I need to remember that. I couldn't bang on the doors hard enough I was too weak. I was too tangled. I hope you're not mad. Unblock and don't delete Whatever you do don't delete Don't burn a bridge you might need. Then he held me and I was too weak to fight it. Like when he hurt me and I didn't care. Like when he ****** me but really just folded me into more knot than girl. I know I'm supposed to say woman. I am not a woman. I am a knot.
melanie-melon
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 9:27 PM UTC
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