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domestic violence

stuck

I feel so fucking alone sometimes. no one will ever understand what I've been through. and my brain just has to fuck up my good days by sending me random flashbacks that were pushed back into the dark parts of my mind,never to be released. I have to live with this the rest of my life. what happened to me will never burn and disappear. it will haunt me forever. branded another victim whose voice is left unheard. he gets to carry on with his life as if nothing happened.. but me? I'm scarred . filled with cracks and scabs all over my soul. flashbacks clawing their way into my memory. I'll carry this weight on my back forever.

another flashback

he's leaned over me as I lay on my back trying to shield my head and face from his fists . he violently pulls and tugs at my shirt exposing my breasts telling me this is what I want. he jams his fingers inside me as I scream and cry begging him to stop. when will these flashbacks end? Eze you will burn in hell for all that you've done. justice will eventually be served.

very true

thankful again

I made it through the toughest chapter of my life thus far. I'm now happy.. truly happy.

I never feel good enough

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“The clitoris is pure in purpose. It is the only organ in the body designed purely for pleasure. The clitoris is simply a bundle of nerves: 8000 nerve fibres, to be precise. That’s a higher concentration of nerve fibres than is found anywhere else in the body, including the fingertips, lips, and tongue, and it is twice the number in the penis. Who needs a handgun when you’ve got a semiautomatic.” —Natalie Angier, Woman: An Intimate Geography artwork by Patrick Van der Elst

dear god

help me fucking let go I can't take this anymore

thankful

today I feel good.

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