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Tiffany dark Lipstick Kiss
I swipe on tiffany’s deep plum lipstick, the dark gloss shining under the vanity light.a tiny man—my cheating ex—dangles from tweezers as i pucker, blowing him a sticky kiss.he sticks to my lower lip; i roll him slowly, tasting fear before pressing hard—pop.the black smear hides his flattened shape; i lick it clean with a giggle.
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