Note.

I remember touching the stubble of men who lead me on or sexted me.

I didn’t do anything other than leaning my head on Dhruv’s shoulder.

He was the one who was excessively holding my hand and calling me hot.

I was never interested because I was not present mentally every time I met him.

I was kinda obsessed about Ginny.

He kept saying he is attracted to me etc. But I didn’t care.

Men are almost always attracted to me.

I’ve rejected so many men. Some were really hot and wealthy too.

If I want it, I can easily and effortlessly get it.

I don’t need it from a pervert boy.

I was considering him as my friend because I trusted him and he broke my trust.

I love my friends though, so I say I love you to my friends. But it was never sexual.

They traumatize me by making it sexual.

Even women traumatize me because they are always making it sexual because I’m bisexual.

Just because I’m bisexual doesn’t mean I’ll like every tom dick and harry.

Also, I’m straight most of the time.

So I abuse them.