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and there ain’t no soul in it
I used to call them kitten licks, barely scratches, a whisper of hurt Just enough to feel the sting Just enough to quieten the storm. But the storm swelled And it carved its name into my skin with a brand new razor sharper than my own self-loathing Deeper, it demanded. Bigger, it urged. And I obeyed. Until I became a map of pain Purple lines like angry clouds A sky that never clears. Four years of this dance - - on again, off again, A sick waltz of shame I told myself, "just one more time," "just one more line" until I was a canvas of scars that could never fade into silence. The weather warms, and I hide Long sleeves, Long lies, "They're healed," I say, so I must be too, right? But healed is just a word like bandages covering wounds that pulse beneath I wish I had stayed with the kitten licks, The pencil sharpener scratches soft enough to forget Instead I chose the massacre, the brutal bite of blades that don't ask why, Just how deep.
Now I wear my shame in layers compression bandages and long pants, As if hiding the scars could hide my truth I tell my family I'm better, that I don't want to talk about it, but the truth is... I don't want to talk to myself about it either. Three months clean and I thought that I was free I told myself that I was healed But five minutes ago, the blade called my name again. This time, just small cuts Barely more than scratches And yet, the guilt rises, The storm returns, I feel the pull to go deeper, to prove the hurt is still real. to carve the turmoil into my flesh until it feels like enough.
But it's never enough. It's never enough.

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Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming