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"In front of my mother and my sisters, I pretend love is cheap and vulgar. I act like it's a sin- i pretend that love is for women on a dark path. but at night I dream of a love so heavy it makes my spine throb- I dream up a lover who makes love like he is separating salt from water."
— Salma Deera, "salt”Bookmarked by cumbubbleblower
20 Apr 2025

