it feels like i just cant grip on to life,i remember sitting there like it was just yesterday,sitting down rocking back and forth having my arms rapt tight around my stomic from such intence hunger pain, in a cold basement with concrete floor an unfinished ceiling were you could tie a rope around a pipe and the other end around your neck and hang yourself, like i tempted to at age 14,i had noone, they finally put a bed down there after 6 months of me sleeping either outside somewhere or inside on a filthy moldy couch that had holes in it and smelt like […]
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people ask me why im so angry, when theywant to know me, i tell them they cant know me,for one i dont even know myself,usualyy when i think i figured it out things go down hill, i turn my hurt into anger cause it feels better then pain to me,i dont trust anyone,i push people away cause i want to hurt them before they hurt me,cause i cant take the damage,i wear masks,i never act how i really feel,this is what life fucking did to me,if i ever become something great in life im gonna fuck everyone that has hurt me over,my rage is hidden […]
my life seemed perfect up untill i was three.some things you cant forget but the fear and hurt always comes back to visit me. the shit i would do to remember what it feels like to have my mom love me and be dadies little princess, till i started watching her beat my older sisters, she would beeat my oldest sister everyday after school stomp on her in the corner of the bathroom like a bug, pull her pants down and make her shit in a bucket sometimes shed say she was gonna beat the living shit out her just for having her period,when moma started […]