thirty five

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they know.

they fucking know.

i cried a lot, not sure why though.

was i sorry for myself?

sorry that i got caught?

or

was i sorry for the look she gave me when she knew?

now everyone knows what i did.

and i am ashamed and embarrassed that they know.

that they wont look at me the same way.

but

part of me wants to do it again.

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