My FaultMature

How come the victims are always to blame instead of the rapist? How can someone ask to be raped?

It was my fault, I was wearing a short dress....I was only five

It was my fault, I was drunk at the time....I was at my friend's party

It was my fault, I was listening to music....I didn't know I asking for it

It was my fault, I spoke to him first....I only ask him the time

It was my fault, I never told Mummy....I didn't know I was suppose too

It was my fault, I was in prison....I thought policeman helped you

It was my fault, I am a women....I didn't know gender matter

It was my fault, I was raped....I was a victim

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