"why do you wear those clothes, ingrid?"
"for him."
"you don't need a guy to make you feel loved, you just need to love yourself."
"i don't know how to love myself."
"then i'll teach you."
"what do you know about loving yourself? because all I've seen is you sobbing your emotions out all over the world."
• • •
ingrid was infatuated with him.
his honey flavored lips that would gloss over hers,
his curly brown hair that she would run her hands through
his warm soft hands with the perfect delicate touch that would trace her body all over
and the brown eyes he had that would explore all over
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Chains (#StopSlutShaming)
Historia CortaA short story about a tragedy. About the curves, the chains, and the emotions.
