#sassystark

[pepsimaxing]

i am so gutted that someone has the url sassystark

i wanted it and i was going to post gifs and pictures of tony being all sassy like he is but no someone has it and DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING USE IT at least put it to good use you silly buffoon or let me have it :D

[sassystark10]

Another Day

So, thank you for those who chose to read my little passage last night. I sound so exciting, right?

Today, I talk about my journey through the Babysitter. The person herself (M) was not a bad babysitter per say. My sister Angela used to be watched by her as well.

M had three children, adopted, but she loved them. W, C, and H. H kind of looked like little Anakin from Star Wars Episode One: The Phantom Menace. (Ug, lets not get me started on Jar Jar)

Three other kids were also babysat by M. D, C and T.

To say being teased and bullied is the least of it. I've always been teased. I still am by co workers and family.

But I think that's where it all started. And I don't talk about it too often.

M was depressed for a while. Her husband, D, was a total dick. Sometimes nice, but I was the one to get in trouble when the other kids would fuck up.

They lock me in the garage, my fault. Force me to smoke a cigarette at age 9, my fault.

People wonder why I'm so unsure of myself. Why I haven't had a boyfriend, why I haven't gone up to the cute guy and started talking to them.

I was never worth it to these kids. I was practically raised with them, and yet, it, it was horrible.

My childhood wasn't that bad, according to Angela. Janette doesn't know much, because like I've stated before, I don't talk about it.

I've been beat, forced into things I hate, used as a scapegoat, and emotionally scared for a long time.

I don't trust easily because an older kid touched me, and threatened me if I said something.

This is the first time I ever spoke about it again.

No, so many years later, I spoke with one of the kids who thinks they did nothing wrong. I was too much of a goodie two shoes to have fun.

My fault.

M passed away a few years ago. Drug overdose. I loved her. She was upset when my mother pulled me after finding me bruised.

M never knew, because I didn't tell her.

I'm not always shy, or quiet. But I was with her. I was a good kid, and all I was bullied and hurt for it.

I, I think I am done for now. This took a lot out of me today.

For the first time in years, I've remembered everything they did. And I needed too.

Because I'm not broken from it. I know I'm not perfect. I know I have major issues in trust, and with emotions.

But I needed to do this. So, thank you. Thank you for taking the time to listen today. It really, really means a lot.

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