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What I Remember From The Night I Was Roofied

I wasn’t wearing my clothes. I was wearing an oversized t-shirt and sweatpants that did not belong to me.

The Evolution Of The Other Woman

You were an unattainable frat boy–
I was an invisible, quiet girl.

I Am Just The Girl Whose Room You Sneak Out Of At 2 AM

To you I only exist at night–
while you’re drunk, or high.

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