Once there was a girl
who only ever saw the good in people
and that was the standard she tried to live up to
Once there was a boy
who had issues
preying on girls who only want to be liked
he was smart
telling her how he can brag with her as his girlfriend
she wanted to maintain this image
she wanted to be liked
she finds herself spending every weekend on the train
on her way to his place
cleaning his dirty dishes
doing his laundry
and being the horny girlfriend he brags about in front of his friends
Once there was a girl
who moved in with her boyfriend because he wanted her to
and she only ever wanted to be liked
which is why she agreed
she became sad
but boyfriends don’t brag with sad girlfriends
and if they get drunk one night and get raped by the boyfriend’s best friend
the boyfriend finds no words other than
“it feels like somebody took my lollipop, spit it out, and gave it back”
But she only ever wanted to be liked
even by her rapist
he said that he had been drunk and does not remember a thing
oh well that explains it
everything is fine then
Once there was a girl
who finds herself hanging out with her boyfriend
and his best friend
having beers
all dressed up in a bar
because then her boyfriend can brag with his girlfriend
she is becoming more and more sad
but that does not fit the narrative
the narrative of the always-horny girlfriend
who has good grades
and cleans
cooks
does the laundry
He said it turns him on when it hurts
she does not even have to pretend
Once there was a girl
who no longer wanted to be liked by her boyfriend
he messed up one to many times
and she managed to get out
only that she didn’t
fearing that she would not be able to cut the ropes tying her to him
she played nice
realizing that she in fact does not even know how to not be liked by someone
he kept trying everything that had worked all these months
only that it didn’t make her come back
he became angry
Once there was a girl
who found herself crying in her mother’s arms
telling her everything that had happened
only then realizing what had actually happened
as if she had woken up from a nightmare
only bit by bit
feeling like watching some poor girl
some stranger
Once there was a girl
whose name is still in a contract
of an apartment full of sadness
as time passes
when she sees his name popping up on her screen
she does not panic anymore
Once there was a girl
who started healing
only to find herself randomly starting to cry
because she remembers another detail of her abuse
which she had tightly locked away from her conscience
she still sees the good in people
and wants others to see the same in her
but not at all costs
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