Tell me a reason to stay Tell me a story that makes me forget the pain Sing me a song that won’t break my heart But the whispers won’t let me listen to your beautiful voice There’s something through my eyes There’s something in my head But there’s nothing in my heart You wanna be with me I know But you don’t like my dope … Continue reading Are you high?
• I trust too easily. I fall too hard. I forgive in an instant, if I love them. I am ready to get past the bad thing you have done. In this world of e-books, I still like the heavenly scent coming off from new books. What more do you need to see whether I am plastic or real? •Did you call me fake, why? … Continue reading The things that make me ‘me’
The line between consent and assault is blurred in my memory If I gave consent – but I was only a child while he was three years ahead, a senior taking advantage of a freshman is that considered non-consensual? Even though I did not say no. This memory has been suppressed for over two years I don’t remember many details other than his hand pressed … Continue reading Consent- No means no.
I still remember those evenings with him, when he fucked other women in front of me as he deemed it the only way to conceive, while I was leashed in a corner. Continue reading Love was cruel, so was he
