my first time was in his bed
this senior that i knew
he said he was a ******
i knew it wasn’t true
he carried me to his room
trying to be romantic
it just made me more nervous
telling me im pretty would've been a better tactic
he said he would go gentle, but he got carried away
it was the worst pain i ever felt
afterwards he just let me lay
there sore and feeling broken
i’m sure you can guess that ever since, we’ve barely spoken
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 1:43 AM UTC
my first time was in his bed
this senior that i knew
he said he was a ******
i knew it wasn’t true
he carried me to his room
trying to be romantic
it just made me more nervous
telling me im pretty would've been a better tactic
he said he would go gentle, but he got carried away
it was the worst pain i ever felt
afterwards he just let me lay
there sore and feeling broken
i’m sure you can guess that ever since, we’ve barely spoken
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