TRISTESSA

i'm not your friend but i could have been. i'm not your daughter but i could have been. i'm not your sister, i'm not your mother. but you know, i could have been.
you don't know me. or maybe you do? who am i to tell; i can be anyone.

this is how it was and this is what it left. i can't put it in other words. sure, i can advice you to take a deep breath, to close your eyes and skip this site, to hold on to someones hand or simply get a grip of yourself, i can advice you to do fuckin' anything, but i won't. i had no choice, i was given no advices that night, and this is what it left me.

this is the violence in my head.
this is the story of my rape