Dear legs,
It happened. Again.
Why?! Why can't you do anything?! Why didn't you even fucking move when I needed you to? You could have ran away. You could have kicked him. There's so many things you could've done to prevent it from happening but why did you do nothing?!
In films, in books, there are strong, independent, female characters who are able to defend themselves... Why can't you be like them?! Why did you just stand there, watching it all happen, embracing it as if it were normal? This just proves how much of a pushover I am. I don't have the right to aspire to be like those women because I can't even say "no".
Fuck. I'm crying again.
YOU ARE READING
EPHEMERAL
Cerita Pendek[ inspired by twirlingwands' 'pithy' ] SHE WAS SORRY FOR THE INFLICTION DONE TO HER TEMPLE, THOUGH IT WAS NOT HER FAULT.
