The Skin I’m In, Loved and Lost
I love crying crying crying.
I love that I’ve put so more effort into this than I thought.
I love the depreciating value of my pussy.
I love that I was so dumb to believe a horny 18-year-old boy.
Author: Anon Feminine Collective
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