By: A Survivor Not a Victim
April 11, 2016
You violated my body, deep down to the depths of my soul.
You didn’t care that I said no and that I would never sleep with you. How long have you been planning this? I don’t know.
You’re mad because the court removed you from the apartment, and with good reason, they had.
But guess what, buddy? You are still on the lease and responsible for half of the payment; this is a legal fact, and it’s too bad.
Until I find a roommate, that responsibility is yours.
Whether you find it fair or not, ignored will be your deplores.
Should things go awry, and the landlord decides to vacate,
Don’t for a second think that only my rental record is subject to taint.
We are both on the lease, so the outcome affects us both.
Only I get the sh*t end of the stick because of what you did to me and what I continue to undergo.
My life is torn apart; I am broken, tarnished, and on the decline.
While you carry on, probably even reminisce about that morning, jerk off to it, and live a life divine.
A Survivor Not a Victim 