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I don't care if you talk about it.
Or if you fucking laugh.
Or if you lay awake at night wondering how you could have possibly wasted so much time fucking with someone's feelings like that.
Just don't say my name.
I'm sick and tired of being known because of my relations with a man.
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Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
