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Mentally, I was a slut. Physically, I was terrified of intimacy. Spiritually, I didn’t like men. I was confused.
Straight women were so weird. Yes, I was straight. I didn’t want to talk about it.
Ever been the problem? Same.
It had all started when I was born. After that, everything had gone to absolute shit.
At some point, you stopped caring and accepted that life was not worth living. I’d reached that point fifteen years ago.
People always said that moderation was the key to a happy life. Although, who were these supposed happy people? They sounded fake.
Every day, the sheer gall of men astounded me.
