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Felt cute in my dress
until my bag held it up
exposed half a cheek
About the Creator
Jess S
One day I will be myself again,
and this darkness might come to an end,
and all doubt will cease,
and all strength will rise.
One day my tainted memories will be left behind,
and I will be able to see the world through a clear lens.
Fair Exchange, No Robberies
Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
By Paul Stewart6 days ago in Chapters
Comments (2)
It happens. 🤣
Oh God, this would have been so embarrassing! 🤣🤣🤣🤣