Graduation caps in the trash where they belong. Funny how getting branded a slut, a freak, a pervert, or whatever the fuck they called you... it just strips everything else away. The five of us sitting here in the wreckage of our senior year, and for the first time, no one's pretending. Rachel isn't hiding her body under a huge hoodie, Erika isn't clenching her jaw to seem tough, and I'm not trying to be the perfect queen bee. We're just us. And yeah, the truth or dare got graphic. Carley finally admitted she wants to be fucked so hard she screams, and Emi confessed she touches herself thinking about being watched. It's raw and it's messy and it's the most honest I've ever felt. They tried to bury us, but they didn't know we were seeds. And now we're fucking blooming. #FallenAngels #GraduationNight #Unfiltered
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