That sickening face, smiling and making conversations as if he never did anything, as if he never violated me. And I don't know if he was trying to look my way or if our eyes met by coincidence but all I could feel is utter disgust, I couldn't even give a fake smile, I wish I could punch him till I break those teeth so he wouldn't have to smile again, he doesn't deserve to smile after what he did. How someone do such a thing and live with themselves without regrets and not trying to make things right? What is this sick Fuck made of? I can't wait till the day I could spit on his grave. 10 years from now he'll be married to someone that knows nothing about what this bastard did, and like he did with his other ex's, he'll try and make it seem as if I was at fault in the relationship, or that I overreacted about him trying to shove his Dick down my throat by force. 7othala.
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