Loosen up
a little get together is what they said. they never told me that how i would feel for the rest of the night. just four friends
wait no four more guys show up
cross that out two older guys knock on the door
i take three shots
i think im going to throw up
alcohol will make you loose they tell me, loosen up, be fun, try this, dance with me.
where's the bathroon he asks me with a beg to take him there with a slap on the ass
scared
no, come, stop, loosen up
but what if i dont want to "loosen up"
a crop top and tights walking home for twenty minutes
two o'clock
sneak in the window put more clothes on to feel safe
nightmares of the junior just in the dreams i couldnt scream
one of the girls just couldnt say no
that she didnt mind
tell someone. no. tell someone. im underage.
and im still scared for the girl who "loosened up"
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