i've known i like girls ever since preschool. that's a very bold statement to make, but it's true. they're so much prettier, so much stronger, so much smarter. when i was nine, i was raped. ever since then i've never been the same. everyday is a struggle, the flashbacks and the constant reminders. having to tell doctors and seeing the look on their face.
the look of pure confusion, the look of pure pity. when someone realizes your life isn't the best, when someone looks down on you and tries to make things better.
when the girl that you finally like decides to play a prank and attack me after kissing her because she lead me on. realizing it was a prank that her friends made as she whispered "i'm straight, you dyke."
i'm on fire
from life
from death
from girls
YOU ARE READING
those days
Poésieon the first day I told myself I wouldn't do it I wouldn't hurt them like I have before everything was a lie
