Written by Emily Harstone | October 24, 2016
You said you’d have my back…
Her hair was dipped in blood.
He was a she, contemplating courage.
The pink strands were long forgotten.
He dressed as his little sister.
She braced herself for the insults.
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You said you’d have my back…
Her hair was dipped in blood.
He was a she, contemplating courage.
The pink strands were long forgotten.
He dressed as his little sister.
She braced herself for the insults.