Ugh where do I start to cut to the chase I’ve slept with 27 men and I’m only 19 I didn’t mean for it to get this far but from age 12 to 19 I’ve dealt with death and heartbreaks and for some reason s** just helps ease the pain it’s stupid or crazy I know but, like how people have weed or crack to help take them to that special happy place where everything was right that’s what s** does for me. I want to stop because I want something more but it seems like every time I want more or think there’s more to just s**, I end up wrong and than the number goes up. I’ve had to take a after pill twice in my life and before I knew about those pills I had about two or three pregnancy scares, I’ve been raped by my own cousin. So I guess you can say some where in there a seed was planted to be so s***** but I’ve also had s** with about six of my cousins staring at the age of 11 or 12 I can’t remember, my dad died in 2008 he was the love of my life and after loosing him I had to find my personal high “s**”. I feel like I’m fighting with two personalities one that wants to do right so bad but the side that does wrong always wins but this time my good side will win it has to….