I am the daughter of a cheating liar. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0cRiL0p1EP
The spawn of a demon whose flames she’d brought up from hell itself, concealing them behind locked doors and plastic smiles. Smiles that could fool God himself. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRpCz29Ae8J
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I am the child of an abusive stoner. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJxkQiREmG
The fermented egg that he never asked for, so it resulted in drunkenness and smoking weed as a form of medication for both fresh and old wounds caused by everyone surrounding him. Including me. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTEAWfSI1k1
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Even though this is all true, I remember a pure joy that came from these awful people. The Cheater had a second child when I was eleven years old, with my stepfather. The day my sister was born, I could see the little glimmer in her eyes, like we were meant for something great together. The Cheater created a small child for me to cherish more than she does herself, and looking back on every moment, I wouldn’t change a thing. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJtINIQhpgM
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The Stoner, I haven’t seen for almost two years. Hopefully he’s okay. I love him, even if he’s one of my abusers. 193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4DCMNdbL7V
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Good things, like my sister, can come out of the bad things in life. Instead of focusing on the bad, search and dig for the good in it. Trust me, I’m a happier person because of it.
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