The first time we fucked it was in a parking lot in his truck. He liked to play trap music and I let him fuck me like that because I thought that’s how disgusting I was, that it should hurt, that I should be ashamed, cause I was his sickness and she was his medicine. He probably fucked her on a bed of flowers for all I know, who the fuck knows anything, but I do know I ain’t nobody’s sickness. I’ve done that. I have to go, I say, I have practice. Well go on and run then, go on and run, but me, I won’t be nobody’s sickness.
