Why does this keep happening to me? Every day on the way home... I have tried different trains, the bus, even walking, but always, I get pinned down, filled and left for a crowd to find me. Tell me what I did to deserve this! (Artist unkown)
The days in the box were always hard for her. Her face and name projected on all sides of it. The heat, the overwhelming scent. The worst part was how addicted to it she was becoming. Every drop she swallowed leading her further into ruin.
“When will you learn your place? You're not my equal, you're not even good enough to be my servant! You're a fucking dog, so keep your face down, and stick that ass up!”
