White lines
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Ongoing6m
Last published Thu, Mar 14, 2019
New city, new country but still same me. It's always like that me, running away from my problems, settling in and running away again once they catch up.
Currently sitting behind a counter bar in my red strapless latex dress that barely reaches my mid-thigh, I'm looking around for anyone that might catch my eye. I am here to live, to let loose, finally I got a night off and there's nothing holding me back. Let the hunt begin.
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This is a story about addiction, drugs, alcohol, broken hearts and violence.
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I saw her from across the bar. My bar. My city. Everything in that world belonged to me. She stood out from the crowd like she was looking for someone to blame for her pain. That night, I felt the depths of my mistakes. I felt my scars. With a single glance, I knew her touch would take it all away. I craved it more than anything. I knew she would be a tempting, beautiful mistake. One I would make again and again... even if it cost me everything.
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