“This was what it was like to be beautiful. I was in two places at once, not only in my thought, but my bare feet on the dusty yard, my legs growing strong, my breasts in the new bra, my long tan arms, my hair flowing white in the hot wind. He was taking my silence but giving me something in return, a fullness of being recognized. I felt beautiful, but also interrupted. I wasn’t used to being so complicated.”
— Aug 07, 2025 12:49PM
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