Smudged mascara lies in pale streaks on the tops of my cheeks. My underarms possess Lust's dwindling presence in the form of sweat. The flush is fading from my skin, as is the soreness from within
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If it helps, this is pretty much why I'm lesbian/bi...because guys are shits who don't know what they want, and don't care who they hurt while they try to figure it out.
Know what? It's not you. Trust me. You know what I've been through. Or at least parts of it. I've had the same experience. But eventually someone will so you for the wonderful girl you are. I know that sounds so cliche, but just remember that no, you're not the problem, okay? I know how it feels to think that...but girls like you and I put too much faith in the wrong sorts of men and that's what gets us.
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If it helps, this is pretty much why I'm lesbian/bi...because guys are shits who don't know what they want, and don't care who they hurt while they try to figure it out.
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