This is about the crush life of a teenage girl, how she began to be hated and ended up doing things know one ever thought she would. Everyone thought she was an A student and very humble, the good girl who'll never do wrong. As they say "good girls are bad girls who haven't been caught".
I would wake up every morning,read a smutty book and imagine myself as the characters. I would touch my body at inappropriate places.
I hated myself for that but i couldn't stop nor tell anyone i needed help. I solved it out on my own. I would finger my body parts and watch erotic videos to turn me on.
But here I am almost free and perfect. Solving my problems on my own with the help of friends who see my existence. I'm lonely but still moving on. I do feel like a gap has been left in my chest but I'm okay. Its just my inability to believe i can do it on my own which makes my conscience to tell me i need someone.
