cuts, bruises and secrets

cuts, bruises and secrets

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 18, 2023
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LGBTQIA+
He laughed hysterically as the kitchen knife trailed his cheek leaving red in its wake tear stinging the already painful cut but he just continued to his arms his mind kept repeating the same words stupid, fag, die, kill yourself, angst
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He wasn't letting go of my wrist. Maybe he was scared I would run away if he did. - "It's okay, you don't have to say anything Sean" I cut him off. "It's just... I didn't know you were gay" I said, slowering on the last part. I was still pretty shocked, to be honest. He let out a breath of relief. - "I'm not" He said, becoming his old confident self again. - "Well, you were with a guy" I answered in what sounded like a "duh" tone, joking a bit. - "Yeah I know, thanks" He answered in the same tone, his lips forming a half smile as he was joking a bit too. "Listen" He started, then sighed slitgthly. "I am bisexual" He finally let out.

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