Dear Satan, no you can’t borrow my soul, I’m tired, fuck off.
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Dear Satan, no you can’t borrow my soul, I’m tired, fuck off.
They let me put my mask back on, on Monday the 12th of April. However at 8:15 this morning I was unclothed, my masks were stripped from my face, I heard Ansley pikes voice after I was forecablly come onto and then my clothes and masks were removed from my body.
If you ever hear me say something contradictory to the fact that a man named David Matadeen raped me, just know I was forced to lie for him against my will, that the hospital paperwork would indicate that I was in fact raped and that less than 1% of rape victims see there victims charged or charge laid on the rapists.
I would like to make clear; I am NOT a violent person. As has been demonstrated by myself in the past.
I would also like to make clear that I am NOT a physical threat to anyone, man woman or child.
If you need someone to talk to about abuse, someone who is NOT a physically abusive person by any means, please feel free to contact me.
I can be your safe place. ♥️
If you don’t physically like my body, then why are you here, why are you with me? If you’re going to complain about my ass not being big enough, or stomach not flat enough, do yourself a favour and leave, I have things to do and your opinion of my body, doesn’t matter to me.
Just to be clear, a bunch of rumours went around saying I tried to hurt someone who I used to call my freind, I did not, she is just as shoked as I was at the rumours and these are the messages to prove it.
I do not care to share my body, or thoughts, with people who only have intentions of abusing me.
If I ever show up dead, know I was most likely smothered by a pillow.
The man who raped me, also sexually assaulted the woman he’s dating’s underage blood related biological cousin. Sadly, due to the way the law works, the man who committed these crimes is not being charged. However, I am on a daily basis harassed by people who claim that “he didn’t” rape me, to make themselves feel better about the fact that they still choose to support that man.
Anyways, this is the reason most woman don’t report being raped.
Is it possible to request to like date myself. Just like go around the world and like gather up all the people with my name and then just have like one gigantic group of ones self dedicated to self love, or like is this a pipe dream. 😂💜
Wanting to express how muchi hate the use of drugs. I could never hate an addict, but the use of drugs and using while in the lives of those who are clean or sober, that I hate.
Here is to a sober 2021. Including marijuana and alcohol. 💙
Please for the love of god stop thinking about my vagina, there are more important things to think about. Like my future. -all women everywhere
My door is closed for anyone who wants to insult me, my door is open to constructive criticism.
My door is closed to anyone who can’t respect my boundaries, my door is open to anyone who might disagree with me but who still respects my choices for my own body and my own life.
My door is closed to anyone who believes that it is ok to sweep disagreements under the rug, my door is open to anyone who wants to discuss how a difference in opinion can come to a solution.
My door is closed to those who want to inflict pain on me, my door is open to those who are suffering and need to speak out about it.
My door is closed to anyone who would tell me to kill myself and or who’s care would make me feel such a thing, my door is open to anyone who needs to talk about those feelings themselves.
My door is closed to those who would come into my life to cause me physical harm, my door is open to anyone who might want to talk out why they feel that way.
My door is closed to anyone who can’t understand that an apology after an action that upset them is all that I can do. My door is open to speak to anyone who might want to talk about that action.
My door is closed to anyone who continues to harasss attack and or torment me after a mistake is made.
My door is not open to those who refuse to ask for both sides of a story. My door isn’t closed to those who refuse to admit the truth about their own actions.
Anyone who comes in my door who in turn does not respect my wishes, is breaking and entering. Get the fuck out my house. ☺️
Imagine someone saying can we jail break this, I don’t want to lose you
I am not a product for you to distribute.
Those who don’t remember where they came from are people who have already lost themselves.