A Love Unassigned

Mum went still. “They’re still up?”

“Some of them.” I shrugged like it didn’t sit in my stomach like a rock. “People keep reposting. I’ll be scrolling, just looking at nothing, dumb stuff, and then boom. There I am. There it all is. Like the internet just decided I don’t get to forget. Imagine scrolling and seeing your p***y open on the internet. Some people even said they use it to stoke their c