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In my village, women are born and die whores 4

In my village, women are born and die whores 4

Almost every week, I wrote letters to Sergiu, which he found hidden in his laptop in the morning. I was giving him validations that I actually needed.

In my village, women are born and die whores 3

In my village, women are born and die whores 3

My parents were arguing for fear that I would have sex or because I had started defending my mother. I felt lonely and misunderstood.

In my village, women are born and die prostitutes 2

In my village, women are born and die prostitutes 2

By the seventh grade, I was outlining my eyes in black, wearing low-rise jeans, a bra, and red thong panties, and my hips were widening. I felt more like a woman and less like a child.

In my village, women are born and die prostitutes 1

In my village, women are born and die prostitutes 1

sex does not mean shame, guilt, blackmail and successive abuse.

endings

endings

You erased the ending in an irreversible way. I climbed my walls one by one again. I wallpapered the walls of my soul with bitter memories

happiness

happiness

I have fought so many battles with myself over time that I can't remember the beginning. I don't remember what it is

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