He raped me over and over again
It didn't happen to me it happened to my good friend Ash Lynx so don't worry about it I'm going to try and make this the longest run on sentence the world has ever seen because this is how I think this is how the words go in my head there is no stop to the endless output of words and this isn't meant to be good anyway it's meant to be every single one of my thoughts poured out onto paper or rather the keyboard in this case and every once in a while I think about Ash Lynx and what it feels like to be raped and touched and looked at like a piece of meat in the eyes of fat old men that can only get it up to little girls and little boys, little girls in the case of me and little boys in the case of him and it is not a fun thing to be the raped because it just is not at all and what comes after is often worse than the act itself because you have to live with it forever you will never go back to the girl you were before you will be this forever and the world you grew up in no longer exists so what are you going to do, fight like a lion or lie down like a deer and wait for the shot to reach you between your eyes and finally some peace and quiet I have been waiting for this forever, thank you