The Man’s Nature
Maybe it isn’t only what he wants.
Maybe it’s what he needs.
Maybe he should get it. Maybe he can’t live without it.
Maybe then, just maybe he should just.....
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
die
DIE DIE
DIE DIE
DIE DIE
DIE DIE
DIE DIE
DIE DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE DIE DIE
YOU SHOULD FUCKING DIE YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT.
YOU DON'T DESERVE WHAT YOU WANT.
AND YOU CERTAINLY DON'T NEED IT.
I CANNOT FUCKING FUNCTION BECAUSE OF YOU.
IT HAS BEEN YEARS....
fucking years
shit
it has been years since you dove your nose into my hair and took a deep breathe, inhaling the scent of my purity. it has been years since you held my fifteen-year old waist tightly while you whispered in my ear,
"YOU are the reason I'm hard at work right now, you dirty whore."
It has been fucking years since i've felt innocent you fucking FUCK
It's been a long time since you grabbed my breasts while "catching me" so I don't slip on the floor I just mopped.
it has been years since you tried to push me to the floor behind the counter and make me your "dirty little secret".
it has been so many so many so many so many years since you made me a tag for my hat stating
"jailbait"
"It's your fault that you have a grown woman's body. You are making me do this to you."
You said.
And I believed you.
I FUCKING BELIEVED YOU.
it's been awhile since you jacked off to my voice over the headset in the bathroom of the restaurant.
it's been years since you watched me clean the ejaculation off of the walls the same night.
it's been so many years.........
but it feels like yesterday.
Why me?
What did I do?
Exatly.
Nothing.
IT was only you to blame
for your
Nature.
for the man's nature