You ever feel like you’re walking around in someone else’s skin? This fucking pussy isn’t mine. I’ve never had to think about being wet, about someone else’s cock, about getting fucked. I was the one who did the fucking. I was the one who made people beg. Now I can barely look at my own reflection without wanting to smash it. I keep reaching for something that isn’t there. Every time I see a hot guy or a girl with that dominant look, my stomach just drops. I don’t want to fuck them—I want them to wreck me. To pin me down and use this empty cunt until I forget my own name. God, I’m pathetic. Laugh it up, everyone. The joke’s finally on me.