The fact that you did what you did and I couldn't stop it, makes me cry. Makes me want to die. A feeling so disgusting, no amount of soap or water could sanitize. The fact that I trusted you and you held me down while you slit my innocence. I broke apart and the suicidal feeling becomes infinite. What you did.
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Letter To My Past Self
Non-FictionThese are several short stories about my life. There are several triggers such as rape and PTSD.
