A letter to my abuser (a thread):
It's been five years now, to the day, since you were finished using me, and I felt that knife against my throat and listened to you tell me "you're lucky I let you live, tr*nny f*ggot"
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It's been five years now, to the day, since you were finished using me, and I felt that knife against my throat and listened to you tell me "you're lucky I let you live, tr*nny f*ggot"
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I hope I will one day, but I clearly still haven't found peace. Have you? I hope you do some day too.
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