ceceliasunshinee
According to my observations of you, all that is said to be true is actually a myth. You're not who we thought you to be, who we hoped you to be. But in actuality, you're much worse.
I cry as I bend down and feel the scraps on me knees, the bruises on my inner thighs, the terror that will lie with me forever. I shouldn't have trusted him. I shouldn't have followed him. And now, I am here. Lost in a forest - literally and metaphorically. To the bastard who did this to me, I give you the one-finger salute.
I salute you, in all that you are. In all that you stand for, in all that you wish to be. You are the person I aspire to be, you are the person I dream of, you are the person I want. And you don't even know. I salute you.