Too Late, Mr. Rockstar

icated his Battle of the Bands victory to hi

right in front of me, as I stood there, holding t

"pathetic," a "church girl playing

publicly shamed me for my outfit and forced me to drink

o Molly, whispering, "I'll take care of you and our baby," words eeri

I' d saved for months to buy for him, and draped it o

y and utterly humiliate me? Was this all a twist

ed over me, and I walked straight out of that hospital, p