What did I ever do to make you think I'm this huge slut? I'm so confused, because I haven't done a damn thing. I'm so sick of crying about how you think I go around and have tons of sex. Guess what? Just because I'm a teenager doesn't mean I'm having sex. Just because you fucked up and got pregnant in high school doesn't mean I'm going to. I can't understand what I ever did to make myself out to be this sort of whore. Slut. Skank. I'm so sick of crying over it. Why must you make me feel as pathetic as a prostitute?
I've tried talking to you about it, but of course you're in denial. Who would want to admit to making a mistake like that? I try and brush it off, to continue on and remind myself that you just don't know me the least bit. But there's only so much a small girl like me can take...before she breaks.
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