Category Archives: hiding things

Where on EARTH!

I hid something from myself. I need that something to move into my new apartment!

I did not want it lying around, so I hid it – three different places I tried and was unsatisfied. So I guess I did a good job, I can’t remember!

So never mind St. Anthony, pray to God that I find it. I need it!

Speaking of Lionel Richie …

… the picture?

Yeah the picture. I used to play the album that had the song (Hello?) over and over and over. I played that album to death.

And I remember when it was out that an old boyfriend attempted rape on me. I had dared to say no. I often did not want sex but this time I had said so. He said “YOU’RE not going to say no to me,” and tried to force himself on me. I used every man-castrating sentence that I could on him, and it finally worked. I went outside and smoked a cigarette. Came back in and we laid on the couch and cried, because we knew that it was the end. This song, “Hello,” was playing in the background.

Some might say that’s not rape, how can a boyfriend commit rape on his girlfriend? Well, any time you say no and a person ignores it – that’s rape. It happened to me another time, with someone I hardly knew, that’s rape.

Just thought I’d let you know.

And isn’t it weird when memories come up and you hardly invited them.