*mature content*
She was friendly, he said.
Stating it like it was an excuse,
As if her being friendly meant he could do as he pleased..
And now she would never be friendly again, in fear of someone else taking her friendliness as an invite.
She would rather be viewed as a bitch than have someone else invade her space or ignore her consent.
No, never again would she risk being viewed as friendly.
Because with three words he had changed her whole view on how dangerous being friendly could be...
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Beautiful Nightmares
Poetry"I'll have a smoke here A drink or two there Anything to numb the pain Because life's never fair.." .... Poems of all sorts of nature, a collection of my writings.✨️ Contains mature content✨️ There are both fictional and non fictional pieces in this...
