Convince me to drink too much, persuade me to get a little too high to think straight, make me unable to defend myself as you push inside me. Make me vulnerable. Tell me just how weak and pathetic my attempts to struggle against you are and the little whimpers and cries I'm letting out are just adorable. Tell me you're too strong for me and it’s so easy to pin my body down in my drunk, high and oh so vulnerable state..
Maybe I shouldn't have been so easy to convince..
























