I was raped.
Only 11 years old.
I didn’t know what was happening. Nor had I ever gotten purposely drunk or smoked pot before.
I thought that was what love was…
After that, I became sex crazed. By the end of high school I was known as the local slut that was passed around. Guess whats what happens when you let men fuck you and pass you on to their friends like a piece of meat. But I didn’t care. Why? Because I was punishing myself. I felt that I deserved to relive my rape because I wasn’t happy with myself. And why shouldn’t I be happy? I have an incredible […]