People think that I'm gay. Why not? I have a "boyfriend", after all. We have sex. I didn't choose him. He pushed his way into my life, and I didn't know how to say no. I don't want him. I don't want any man. I never learned how to say no. Only yes.

I dream of living a peaceful life with a nice gentle girl. I'll never get that. It will just be him, fucking me, forever.