Exuding

Because I wasn’t allowed to explore my sexuality, I had no idea how powerful it was—and I was exuding it.
Like an oblivious kid walking down a long hallway with a “kick me” sign on my back.
Except my sign read “use me.”
I didn’t know I was a target.
I learned the hard way.

Published by Prncsslyssa

Big heart, big hair, big smile, big dreams

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