words..

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words.

"..skank."
"..whore!"
"..slut."

as much as she didn't want to be, she was intoxicated by it. intoxicated by the words flying out of people's mouths, directed straight to her.

she hated those words. she hated those people. like spit balls , hitting her right in the face. over and over again, till she just couldn't feel them anymore.

"did you hear what she did with..."

"actually i heard that..."

nobody knew the truth. apparently she didn't even know the truth. most of the names she never heard before. but the stories were a drug and she was addicted. she wanted to know what she did next. what he did next.

as much as it pained her, she wanted to know what they did. she wanted to know who was behind the stories, behind the rumors.

but deep down she knew. everyone was behind it. everyone and their lies, what they heard-not saw.

it hurt but she wanted to know. she wanted to hear. she just didn't want her name in the same sentence.