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Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 9:24 PM UTC
Overflow
She is seventeen - not quite a girl, He sees this *A pat on the *** The not-quite-girl whirls back "I'm not comfortable with that, " He looks at her then, And almost....scoffs "What? It's just a butt." Her spine stiffens— She does not laugh. And even before this - Hands on her waist A hand, resting on her collarbone Fingers tucked underneath the collar of her shirt She moves it away - He moves it back There are fingers on her sternum now, nearly touching her breast *And then he touched her *******
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Aug 3, 2025
Aug 3, 2025 at 6:12 PM UTC
Retrospective: Seventeen
I vote we change Content Warning To Contact Warning. Please keep your words off my emotions And your knives out of my heart.
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Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 1:58 AM UTC
Contact Warning
Stick your fingers in my mouth. Please. Stick your fingers in my mouth. Like I do. Stick your hand down my throat, Please. Honey. I’ll show you how. To reach down my esophagus and rip the life out of me. Like I do. Mmm. Just like that. See? It’s not so hard. Now do it again. And again and again and again and again. Please.
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 5:18 AM UTC
Throats
Your nails were like razor blades cutting against my skin. I asked begged you to stop but you wouldn’t. When I look in the mirror all I see is your handprints; all I feel is disgust. I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m a skeleton of the person I used to be. You didn’t care. You just kept looking at me with that same malicious smile. You tainted my skin all with the touch of your hands. Your mouth. I was always told my body was a temple, and I protected it as such, but you forced your way in and I was helpless. You looked right through me as you held me down and had your way with me. It’s still hard for me to say those words, what you did to me — you defiled me in such a horrendous way I thought there was no coming back — i still think that.
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
My Body Is A Sacred Temple