𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 ✔

𝙳

"Do you remember the girl, who used to sit in the back seat of the class? The girl, who isn't here anymore?"

"What happened with her face? I don't remember much about her, just that she gave me a handjob under the table at seventh grade. She was a slut, I can remember that clearly. She was walking around, all cocky and proud, with her head up, like everything, that people were talking, didn't matter, because she was above everyone.

Like I said, a slut."

Daniel