he probably tasted my strawberry chapstick, i wonder if he thought i tasted like a girl. i wonder if he had ever slept with a girl before. his mouth was warm and tasted like beer, and i didn’t mind, even though i hated the taste of beer. when he pushed me away i kept staring at him, i wanted to feel his body, the way his heart beated underneath his skin when he was scared. but he screamed at me and my body tensed up, reminding me of my old principals. because i wasn’t supposed to touch people.

            the whole room was spinning all of a sudden and my lungs were cold, i wasn’t breathing, i was sure of it even though i could feel my chest heaving, filling with air. i didn’t know what...

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