
We Know One Thing For Certain, by Lexi Hart
I lost someone I loved a little over a week ago. Death makes me feel like a part of my soul has left my body
I lost someone I loved a little over a week ago. Death makes me feel like a part of my soul has left my body
I was about five years old when I pulled at a loose thread dangling from the edge of my underwear. It must have ended somewhere
It was roughly 2 am when I felt the shame swim through my body like I was slowly being poisoned; I could sense this devastating
“I’m not going to sit here and tell you I have sex three times a day and masturbate with dildos all the time when I don’t,” she said matter of factly.
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