I am the daughter of a cheating liar. 207Please respect copyright.PENANAmagUej9w0p
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. 207Please respect copyright.PENANABiQCKDe8wH
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I am the child of an abusive stoner. 207Please respect copyright.PENANAdPEokeMMuu
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. 207Please respect copyright.PENANA4N86ganKI7
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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. 207Please respect copyright.PENANAwfS3P8EEax
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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. 207Please respect copyright.PENANALERLWv1pFY
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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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