I am the daughter of a cheating liar. 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC0QJa0oSqN
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. 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfvCunlG6ei
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I am the child of an abusive stoner. 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp0eIcaEo6y
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. 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa8UItLI6Rd
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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. 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvknj2xMGoR
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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. 166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7JFqa3vPAB
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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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