Tag: abuse
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Yellow
“Did you dim the lights?” “No, I’ve been sitting right here, where you left me.” He says, pointing to his stacked feet lying on the olive ottoman. “I mean, someone dimmed the lights in here. When I left, I could read every word on the page of my book. Now look, I can’t see a…
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Witherbloom
I spent a decade under someone else’s thumb. The finger changed hands over the years, but there I remained, trying to crawl out of the deep fingerprint lines that had become my permanent residence. I spent years being told that I was not enough, that how I dressed was a tease to other men, that…
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