TAPE 3 SIDE B
That night Marcy and I proceeded to move into our new dorm, it was spacious and has two coral blue bay windows by each of our twin beds. We were allowed to decorate our rooms however we so pleased every year, and mine was always the same. I hung up my AC/DC and Radiohead band posters up on my wall, I aligned all my philosophy reads up on a hanging shelf that papa had got me, it was engraved with the words, A reader lives a thousand lives before she dies, I liked the idea of that. My bedsheets were all black and so was my wardrobe, I liked that too, it made me feel safe. Marcy reached over and reached for the skull-shaped alarm clock on my bedside table.
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Born Victim || 18+
Romance"I will ruin you baby," he whispers digging his nails into my hips sending a chill cascading down my spine. "Then ruin me Jude, ruin me till there's nothing left of me." I spoke softly, "make me feel something, make me feel anything, make me feel al...