RosianaTeriitanoa
I wake up to the sun gleaming straight through the blinds and lay atop of my face that's accompanied with the salty taste that lingers at the tip of my tongue. Tears that previously fell from last night's feud only to be evaporated by the last sunshine left in this world. Screaming. Screaming for dear life, waiting for him to take it away from me yet I hold on. Hold on to that last piece of hope while he chokes on his pride. His touch, his violent touch left marks on the curve of my waist and I can barely look at it without reliving the moment and pain. Agonizing pain.
RosianaTeriitanoa
@RosianaTeriitanoa IT WAS AUTOCORRECT. WHENEVER I MAKE A MISTAKE ON A WORD AUTOCORRECT SAVES IT
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RosianaTeriitanoa
Ikr men need to learn how to control themselves and not get violent WHEB they can't.
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