TW! Vent-ish, implied SA, spiraling thoughts
I try to convince myself it will never happen again, but every time I reassure this flighty mind of mine, the other voice tells me I'm wrong. That if I turn my back for a second too long, if my step falters for even a moment, I'll be back in the pits struggling to break free from yet another man with filth in his heart. It's a cycle I've never been able to break, isn't it?











