Sometimes, when I wash my face, I want to wash it all away. When I shower, I want to be clean again ... no, I mean really clean. I want to wash away all of the lies, every nasty and bitter thing that the corrupted men in my life have put into my head. Or done to me. Or made me feel. I want to be the me on the inside--the one who isn't afraid ...
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