"why don't y'all just fuck off already? if ingrid wants to wear what she wants for herself, then she'll wear it but without getting judged, you crud little shits!"
those words were like music to ingrid
for a month of getting judged by her clothes, ingrid finally had someone who didn't critize her or judge her
she felt o k a y
"thank you."
ingrid spoke smiling
"no worries, i'm maddie"
maddie replied smiling
little did ingrid know that the two of them would rip each other's hearts out
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Chains (#StopSlutShaming)
Short StoryA short story about a tragedy. About the curves, the chains, and the emotions.
