I Need Feminism Because Peeping Tom

The peeping tom has taken up running or biking whatever it is that requires two-piece spandex body suits and frequenting my coffee shop since I moved. — when I feel his eyes on me staring as I sit at my table, or staring as I enter from a walk; I would rather take an orangepeeler…

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A Beautiful Prison For Them

This is where all of the horrible things live. I lifted it from my drawer and exhaled, “oh no,” accidentally letting my animal out of it’s cage. I forgot where My memories had moved to. I changed their address and lost their coordinates. — it was not a part of me anymore because [because] it…

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clean: daily prompt

How does one Clean A body Defiled Within it’s Own shower? Where Is Then Safe To clean Him Off?–out? Of you? — Clean

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i want my stolen copy of MW2 back

Chandelier, Ride the bus. Two wine bottles empty stomach. Kegan said “let me guide” It’s not rape if friends decide. Looking back cerebral patches snuff photographs, scattered over blacked out crash. Kegan left trauma in your skin while his Goons made a meal. they left pans in your sink but bigger mess in your head…

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