gigglefuckbunny

Roar! I am not 14! 10th person today passes by me assuming I am automatically 14. They then laugh when they get a look at my horrible pic on my drivers license and feel stupid. GOOD! U should feel stupid I haven't had a good bit of rest for weeks I have dark circles under my eyes and u still get my damn age wrong! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I guess they expect someone my age to wear a cake of makeup. . . maybe I might look more my age with lots of makeup.

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dreaming dreaming and all I dream of is rape and underground parties I thought I forgot about. . .

"I'll cut your little teenage wrist. . "
The words form in my head creating an image I can't form into words. A man painted in white make up and wearing redish-black lipstick utters these words to me. Dark rimmed eyes piercing me. Looking through my deepest thoughts. Fear rises in me. This seems too real. I turn away but then to be jerked back. Grasping my wrist hard he utters "keep those boots on I can't wait to . . . " I've forgotten the words. A sound forms in my head, the image of his balls slapping against my legs consumes me. Am I turned on by this? I'm taken to the back of the stage. More like dragged. . .
I dangle like a rag doll from my "master." Which he announces I should call him if I don't want a spanking. I'm lead to a small, dim room. There's another girl from the concert being harass by the band boys. She's naked and getting her wrist slit. The boys take turns tasting the gift she brings. I panic and try to get away. But am unsuccessful. Thrown against the wall I lay on conscious left unknowing if I'll get out of here with a soul.