"I play chase with boys with wolves’ fangs. There is a scar on my back marking each time they have won. And yet I keep doing it. I keep prettying myself on Friday nights so I’ll be looked at. I am a stuffed doll with cotton insides. I am terrified that you will see the caution tape inside of me if you stare for too long. I’m good at goodbyes. I’m trained in them. I have no idea what to do if you choose to stay."
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