theboy
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- Jul 15, 2022
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i was about 7 or 8, i became aware of mortality pretty quickly even tho i didn't have any deaths growing up. i just always wondered what the point in life was and prayed every night to ctb.I was 23. Just a month after my b-day, when I read that SMS that she doesn't love me and doesn't wanna see me anymore because of that (what kind of a bitch gets mad that you love her and spits in your face with anger for that?!). I can't even put in words what I felt at that moment but that's the first time I wanted to end my life and began trying to do
Such people should be castrated and never allowed to procreate.50 years ago, I was 8.
Remember it so clearly to this day.
My parents where fighting, drunk as usual, they where violent too each other almost daily.
Heard the nights rotation start from my bedroom, trying to sleep, ran into my sister's room and grabbed her up, stuffed her under the bed and crawled under next to her, putting my hands over her ears.
Just listening to the screaming things getting broken......
Knowing when one of them finally passed out me and little sister where next.
My dad used to like grabbing a fishing pole and swinging on us.
Mom's weapon of choice was a piece of Hot Wheels track.
We would usually lose a couple days of school while healing up.
Never have gotten over it.
Still cry to this day when I think about that night.
Never going to understand why people have children when they can't get their own acts together first.