fiction
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I have made many mistakes in my life. Some people may excuse their behavior and blame it on liquor, stress, loss…. but mine was simple. Boredom. Boredom breeds curiosity and i was curious. Curious about the feel of his lips… hard or soft to the touch, I had imagined him lifting me against a wall
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I never believed growing up, i would ever have to face the reality “Not everyone would like you” And for some, they may have had the unfortune moment to experience the times you were unkind…hurting….confused….aching and these moments would give them all the colors they need to paint a picture of you on a canvas
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To tell this story, I have to go back, as i write the complication spread out, the overthinking each sentence. I fear i may not be doing these memories justice, I only want to transfer the feeling, the sensations, the clear brightness and tone of each experience to my readers. so you can maybe see
power, poetry & Passion 