Saddest.

Probably the saddest confession I will ever make on this blog: way back in my teenage years, when I was with Kevin, I used to sleep on the floor next to his bed. He told me he didn't like to share, so I lay down on the wood floor, no blanket even, just so I could be next to him all night. In the morning he'd let me back in the bed for a quick fuck.

Now that I've all growed up and got me some self-respect, I can't even share covers fairly.