It’s been a while since I had a really bad dream from the past. It’s the season maybe lol.
I wonder if I wasn’t molested by adults or became a victim of incest… I wonder if I’ll be a better person than I am today.
I wonder if they ever forget. I wonder if remembering makes me a slut because even now I can’t forget their touches. I can never forget and it makes me hate my everything.
This is the first time I’m ever going to tell someone my life story. I just need someone to
know. It might be a little long.
When she was pregnant with me, my mother did all kinds of drugs with my father. I was also
the only child she planned.
When I was three, my father raped a girl. Shortly after, my mom did something stupid and got sent to jail.
My siblings and I all got seperated. I moved in with my grandparents from my moms side.
They were my first memories. The only ones I actually enjoy. That is until my grandmother had a stroke. So […]
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So, I had a new step grandfather and we only meet one month a year whenever they visited our country. So for short, we are of different race and culture. So, meaning to say, we have different ways of interacting.
So, umm. This month he took a liking to me. Like a grandfather. And I, who hate myself, is okay with it. BUT as I was saying, different. He would try to kiss me on the lips, his hands on my waist and ass. And most often when he’s hugging me, he would kiss me on my chest(not breast) Maybe, pure difference in the way we […]
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