She had a small butterfly tattooed over her vagina. At first I loved it. I thought it was sexy, kinky, and rebellious. After a while, her rebellion became less attractive. Lately, all I can think about is the bartender down the street and his mutton-chop hands all over her. I don’t know, I guess I just don’t think I can live with fucking that butterfly for the rest of my life. I don’t think I could forgive myself.
Metamorphosis (78 Words) Gabriel White May 25, 2012
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