The regrets seethe in her eyes, a sparkle of a planet collapsing
If it's all true, then who can say only girl's can be taken advantage of. I'm still denying, I still deny I even went out. I deny I caved in and drank myself silly. I can't deny it though, because I know I went out and I know I drank. I also can't deny what I don't remember. I'm left in this weird limbo. I don't know who or what to believe. I feel dirty, and used, and a number of other things. I want to forget, but I can't forget what I don't remember. I just want to forget I ever went.