y/n's sad backstory 🥺🥺

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!!not romanticizing trauma!!

i get up and jump out of my double king size bed

i go and stare at myself in the mirror. my blue green gray brown black purple yellow red orange orbs
my 3"0 figure and my 1 inch waste
my humongous huge big mommy milkers (k cups)
my basic boring blonde hair with black and brown highlights

i then start crying because i remember what happened

when i was just an egg cell, 2 seconds after my parents had sex, they died and i escaped out in the wild. i then found an eagle and went up her pussy and grew there.

i was born and found my grandma and now i live with her

after that was done, i got on lulu lemon leggings and a designer white tshirt because im not like other girls

as i was jumping down the stairs i smelled eggs bacon pancakes coffee and toast

"good morning y/n!! i hope you slept amazing and i made you your favorite food!"

ugh this bitch never shuts up

"SHUT UP I HATE YOU SO MUCH" i scream

why does my life have to be so hard??

i run out of the house crying

i see a big building and go to the top of it

once i get their, i start singing.

"t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-this i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-is m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-my f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-fight s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-song 🥺🥺" i sing like an angel

i then hear yelling and stomping

the door to the roof flys off its hinges and flys off the building probably killing someone when it lands

what i see makes me wet as fuck

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