Tried to post an entry about what happened last night. Still feeling angry and upset about what happened. I don't want to believe that he tried to force himself on me, but yet the image keeps coming back in my mind.

I remember running out of the car and all the way home.

My hands still hurts.

Didn't want to keep up his calls the whole day.

Don't think I can trust any men anymore.

Feel like crying.


Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.