Eat Me.

Prolouge

Where should I start? My name is Julia and I am a lesbian. I've been a lesbian for as long as I can remember. When I was five years old I met this girl named Cynthia at preschool. She was beautiful and always in a pretty dress. You could tell her mom wanted to raise a nice young lady. One day we were both wearing white dresses, I asked her to marry me. Her light blue eyes light up and she said yes. We pushed some toys around into an altar and asked a boy to be our priest. We've been best friends ever since.

Middle school was hard because I no longer wanted to be just friends with her. She was dating boys while I drew naked pictures of girls. Slept over at each other's houses every night, we were almost inseparable. One night she asked me why some boys had been teasing me. Of course, she didn't hear the whole thing because she was having lunch with Brandan. These three boys stole my sketchbook and saw my drawings of naked girls who resembled Cynthia. They started calling me an ugly lesbian stalker, which I guess they were right about. She walked in as they threw my sketchbook into the trash can and ran off. She only heard them say " Whatever loser," and walk off.

I, of course, assured her it was nothing. Throughout high school, she dated many dudes while I stayed true to her. After all,we did get married in preschool. My drawings got more and more realistic. She didn't understand why I wasn't dating anyone. She didn't understand how I could go without sex. By the end of high school, she had fucked the entire football team, how cliche of her. She had also fucked a bunch of other dudes. We only had sleepovers on Fridays now. But I can't complain it gives me more time to do my own thing.