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I sit and hold my head in my hands, rocking it back and forth and sobbing quietly, then I quickly splash some water over my face and wipe the imaginary mascara off my eyes until it runs down my cheeks. At this point, I'm usually fairly distraught.
Next, I open my mouth and wash the imaginary semen out. I make sure I gag and splutter, sometimes I even put my fingers down my throat to make sure it's all gone. The final stage is the most emotionally draining part of the entire ordeal.
I stand up, put my ass under the shower flow, then lean forward and begin to wash the rapist's imaginary ♥♥♥ out of my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ and "vagina" (I just pretend). I do this for quite a while, to make sure it's all gone.
Then I collapse on the floor again and just break down hysterically. No girl should ever go through what I just did, all men are animals.