Challenge
Write a deep truth about yourself. A deep secret, anything you've been holding in. Just write without fear of judgement. Sometimes it's freeing to admit something you'd rather not admit...
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asexuality
kisses against my neck
in a stairway at school, hidden.
he's beautiful,
he's made of marble
and any girl would be lucky
to have his lips against their skin.
but i do not feel any lust,
any desire,
any love.
i feel nothing.