Coarse Fibers

Early start and stay.

Early start to a shitty life.

Born premature to a humorously pathetic mother and a pastor over indulged in hypocrisies as a father.I started my life as many church children do full of His word and believing every string of lies that was hand fed to my mouth, and someway along the way forced, shoved, and violated, continuously repulsing me by their own lack of control over themselves attempting to lead the church and my self in my younger years that I could not continue living in my seemigly functional parents lies.

Moving towards my new discovery of the act of rebelling I start unknowingly at first with small matters at hand such as wearing the wrong church shoes,or not wearing stocking under my dresses, or even combing my hair,and wearing small amounts of make - up, it all led up to the moment of which my first lie was told.

" No, mama I did not leave church early. "  I smiled genuinely as the rush of a simple act left a permanent stain of endorphins replaying in my usually boring head. Well no more- I continued to grin at my mother as she believed my first and only lie.

At that moment I knew I had sinned again, but change was rushing through my veins and replaying simple moments now tribal to me, screaming, moaning, pushing past my strict and boring walls playing directly to my trapped core aching to push start through me and breath the air.

Simple, yet so straight forward that doubt was never mentioned, percieved, or even brought to mind, - or at least to my attention.Small, it all started small really, and sooner everything changed faster and faster than I could begin to register my lies as truths as to what in place of what I been doing actually happened to me, seemingly all pitch black moments of foggy reasoning and well planned and well perceived lies sentered from vain establishments and selfish mental Anguish placed on me, developed by myself as much as others.

Then I was told what would be made of me. Unless..... I would continue a lifelong chain of a single most loathed after act.

Marriage.

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Thanks for reading and I promise it will get better, and I am not too sure on what type of fanficnit is band based, AU, or horror but it will have all of these things lmao,enjoy life drink air and breathe milk. ^~^, :}, Π©√,:{, :°.