Kill Me With Kindness
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Last published Thu, Jun 26, 2025
I can feel two eyes watching me undress, from behind the trees. Palpitation and rapid breaths, the eyes are down bad for it. Are they still following me while I jump into the pool? While I'm drenched in the cold water? My body's wet all over. Are those eyes feeling me? Do they want to follow or to kill? That's the real question.
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