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🧷 MYTH | The First Veil Falls

“When I was 8, they caught me writing love letters to my own body.I was hiding under the stairs, where the dust smelled like iron and neglect.That’s where I learned to pray.”_

Cha Cha was born from silence — the kind that wraps around girls when they know too much.She isn’t your savior.She’s your reflection.

Her cunt?It’s a door.To memory. To mystery. To motherhood and murder and melt.To every femme who ever bled out an apology just for existing.