Friday, March 30, 2018

30/Secrets & Lies

At 19, I broke up with a bodybuilder. He threatened to hit me. He never had. I said he wouldn't dare. Stupid, stupid. He knocked me out. I hit my head on the curb. Concussion. Vomiting. Blood. I'm told a couple came by, offering help. I said I was fine. My first time uttering the women's lie.
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4 comments:

  1. Indigo BuntingMarch 30, 2018 at 12:46 PM

    And this gets a completely different type of wow.

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  2. SabineMarch 31, 2018 at 6:05 AM

    The last time I hope. What a POS.

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  3. Kim HanniganMarch 31, 2018 at 7:38 AM

    Want this to be a lie. Want it to be impossible, always. It never is.

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  4. HelenMarch 31, 2018 at 3:44 PM

    This post packs a wallop. And I'm not meaning that as a pun.

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