#andilikedit

My entire life I have prided myself on being what others would call a “prude”, Just because I have a half pretty face and not an ounce of fat on my body its always been automatically assumed that I was a fast girl. But as years went on and boys continued to try to break that barrier, I still respected myself too much to let my morals go.

So tell me, why am I sitting here replaying a situation over and over in my head that should quiet honestly disgust me.

Your hands laced in the most sexual way possible (I never knew holding hands could be so intimate until you. ) The way you tilted your head and pleaded “for me?” when I said no at first.

The way you stuck your tongue out at me and said “youre so cute”

Especially not the part where you grabbed my hips and told me to stop running and I did just that, gave in to everything, knowing it would leave me broken.

Because youre the type of boy who makes a girl feel like shes worth a million dollars in the moment and then throws her to the side when you've gotten what you “worked” for.

so tell me why I care, why I still sit up until five am waiting on that snap chat or message that I know will only be asking for nudes or when everyone will be out of my house for the day so we can “see” each other again.