• 5 years ago
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When that woman s******* abused me, she left scratches on my hips. They didn’t always look like the thin white lines they are today. they used to look like they’d been left there by an animal, and they used to feel like it. too. I was the only boy in my p.e class who changed clothes in the bathroom stalls instead of out in the locker room with everyone else, and I was the only boy in my neighborhood who wore a t-shirt whenever I was made to go to the pool. And it was because of this.

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