you cant look at me and insist i was made for anything other than being bullied, bruised, and bred until im incomprehensibly sobbing.
im such a cute stupid little goonette loser. i know every little stare i get in public is a high-strung suggestion that i let myself be violated.
fyi if you ever see me in public pls know there's basically nothing stopping you from coming up to me dragging me by my wrists to the nearest bathroom so you can edge me until im a leaking braindead desperate thing for you to use relentlessly
im fun and easy to break :p