Underneath where the rings are on my finger, there is a scar filled with ink which he gave me.
You see, this one time, he took my finger and cut into it and filled it with black permanence and told me it was a mark; that I was forever his property.
He wrote this on a note to me, after punching me in the jaw. I quote marked it, and photographed it on my hands - the marks of my labour, fresh. In a way, I hope you appreciate the pain. He hurts me but he no longer tortures me with his sordid lusts, and for that I am grateful. I want everybody to see him. I am a survivor. And despite his claims? I am unbreakable.
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oh my gosh.