Found out who my real friends are today. Seems that I don't actually have any, seeing that he man, who calls me his sister, has yet to understand who I am. For one of the last times, there are methods to my madness. I tend to be what people want me to see. For him, it was a strong woman who didn't care what she said. He should know though, that this woman is not tough and strong. She is actually a weak little girl whom has never tested herself in a real fight. This girl is shy, loving. She would give her last dollar, her own food money to make sure that someone else was fed. This same woman was afraid last night and feeling alone and abandoned, yet when eh man came to save her, he ended up making her feel more alienated instead. So when she finally took her bag after being out and waiting for a ride for over 6 hours, she said F*** it and took her bags and walked home, even though she felt she was going to get mauled by a possum or a dog. Instead
She finally called her mother for a ride, and cried the entire night, even in her sleep...

Now it seems that the woman was rude in (to the man) for not telling him she only really wanted to go home, but to the woman, it was not her car or her place to say anything, for that was rude. The man said that she would have been fine, seeing she had weapons. The woman had no weapons on her, no fighting skills, wearing a dress and shoes that she would not be able to run in. Sure she has her voice, but yelling "Rape" sends people off, not make them running to a woman's aid.

Now while this woman cries yet again, she is writing this. For she is sad and upset at the fact that the man did not do anything to understand her side. He most likely has turned everyone against her, and she will forever
be hated.