She needed to know she was beautiful, so she asked, "Would you fuck me?" He thought it was a come-on.



She needed to know that her company was desired so she asked, "If I fell off the face of the Earth, would you miss me?" and he answered, "Don't Fall." Even if it wasn't an answer to the question.



She needed to know that she was in control, and that what happened before would never happen again. She gave every guy in a the room a lap dance. "Whatta whore," the other girls said.



We were looking for an affirmation. Someone to believe because we didn't.



I need you to believe. She whispered, to the darkness, to herself. I need you to believe that you can get through this. She bit her lip, and forced herself to say it outloud.

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