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"Dont question me he said" (huh?) "Its not good enough" (well **** "You are a ****** (ooh thats a new one) "Its my way or the highway" (narcissist) He held his ground (with a big wooden paddle) My *** was the targetboard. Friends told me to take it...im a man Your 15 they said. (It still hurts) He took the liberty of ruining my life. (what a pleasure!) He fed on my tears. All i wanted was an end. But know I see a shrink Once a week To "discuss" my....well.....me Because IM THE ONE with issues. Because getting hit and tortured makes a kid normal and....happy. WRONG. Because i remember everything. I am left to dream about every bruise I am left for dead In my head. I am tormented with the want for an explenation. I am ok (syke) I am just an overreacting teen (are you ******* nuts?!?!) Vicious. (not even, fam) Look. I need help. But he, He needs death. Thats the only cure for him. Dad. No. P.o.s? Yep Loser? Yep. **** Yep ****** Totally. I have no respect (i know)
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
Abuser: stop
"Dont question me he said" (huh?) "Its not good enough" (well **** "You are a ****** (ooh thats a new one) "Its my way or the highway" (narcissist) He held his ground (with a big wooden paddle) My *** was the targetboard. Friends told me to take it...im a man Your 15 they said. (It still hurts) He took the liberty of ruining my life. (what a pleasure!) He fed on my tears. All i wanted was an end. But know I see a shrink Once a week To "discuss" my....well.....me Because IM THE ONE with issues. Because getting hit and tortured makes a kid normal and....happy. WRONG. Because i remember everything. I am left to dream about every bruise I am left for dead In my head. I am tormented with the want for an explenation. I am ok (syke) I am just an overreacting teen (are you ******* nuts?!?!) Vicious. (not even, fam) Look. I need help. But he, He needs death. Thats the only cure for him. Dad. No. P.o.s? Yep Loser? Yep. **** Yep ****** Totally. I have no respect (i know)
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Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
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