Please. Freaking. Stop.
I hate it when you touch me. And the stupid excuses you have for it. When you held my hands for a "magic trick", but didn't do the same to anyone else. When you crept up behind me and grabbed my shoulders, and whispered in my ear. You were way too close. When you made fun of me, then hugged me and told me you were kidding. You let your hand fall to my hips, asshole. I've already been sexually abused/harassed. Every time you touch me, I remember everything, and I hate you. But I don't hate you. I hate you because I see
him in you.
Please get away from me.
Don't ever touch me again.
Please.
