I hope so. I'm really really scared. Going out in a few minutes but it's so so hard to keep the flashbacks at bay. I'm in my dress and I hate it. It's a dirty dress not a nice one. Well it must be nice because it attracted 'him' but I don't like it anymore. Dirty dirty dirty. Not sure which one I want to tear apart most - me or the dress. I'll be safe until later tonight though. Don't know what will happen later.
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