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The First Boy Who Ever Kissed Me
The first boy who ever kissed me…
Some things are hard to talk about because they hurt.
I haven’t been able to talk about what happened to me because I didn’t know why it hurt.
No one talks about the grey areas; the “maybe”s and the infinite space between rape and not rape. It’s the place where “Hey baby, you want a ride” yelled from a strange man in the dark is brushed off as harmless. It’s a place where “well you went over to his house at 2am… what did you expect?” is said by a friend,...