In Defense of R Kelly Based on What I Know

He fucked a consenting 15 year old. He sang "I Believe I Can Fly" on the Space Jam soundtrack (first CD I ever bought--I used to choreograph dance routines to it as a lil chub...my dad thot it was funny I could eat a plate sized CFS @ age 10).

I consented to technically statutory rape at 16. At 15 my cousin and I jointly made out with her common law step brother. 

I wanted to wait for marriage but hormones made me spend more time humping my mattress than anything else. "Why don't you go hump the WALL, you LEZBO!?" -another cousin

I'm deeply sorry to all my girlfriends whose moms made them let me sleep over...I had zero shame and it was honestly so habitual I didn't think enough of it NOT to weird them out once I figured they were asleep.

The guy I had sex with at 16 was 22. The weird half steppin was 26. Ohhhhh the fuck noooooo. I mean it's gross to think of my male counterparts banging teens NOW but at the time I was personally grateful for the nod in the sexual identity finally satisfied department.

I believe that we should quit crucifying people for their opportunism, especially where it concerns sexuality. As long as they aren't under 14, animals or ya uncle grandpa daddy (idc if you like role play but as long as it isn't your fucking real father or brother) who gives a flip? For the record, I'm not a cousin fucker (we didn't touch) but I no longer have time to care if YOU are.

I believe I can try
I believe I can fuck a guy
I think about it every night & day
Spread my legs & dry away....

I believe I can snore
I see me rummaging thru that open drawer...

Hahaha that's a brief history of my sexual evolution.  Judge me harder, God.