I was crazy about you, and I wanted to sleep with you one day, but not when I was sixteen. When you broke up with me, you
broke up with me
, because I was, to use your charming expression, ''tight''
...I cried and I cried and I hated you. When that little shitbag asked me out and I was too tired to fight him off! It wasn't rape
because I said okay
, but it wasn't far off. You know, I couldn't have sex until after college because I hated it so much? That's when you're supposed to have sex, Rob. In college! Now you want to have a little chat about rejection? Well, fuck you