He liked to skull fuck me

Yeah, I dated some terrible twisted men

Ones who did some awful shit to me

Ones who decided I was nothing and that alcohol or drugs were more important than sobriety when touching me

Men who would show up to my apartment to go out on dates so fucked up that I would have to stay home with them

I would end up extremely bruised by them and they would ask me who did that to me like they didn’t remember

They would swoon me with candles and romance and then ravage me in their bedrooms

Violently most all of them

In the name of love all of them they all made sure they said they loved me before they brutalized my body

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