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No Clue
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Concluida, Has publicado jul 01, 2014
I suck at writing so don't expect a story.  If I do write a story it probably won't be good so don't expect much.  I'm probably going to write random rhyming things or ramblings because I can't sleep or I get bored. Read if you want there'll probably be some messed up things so uh yeah. Read if you want...

Whatever you decide...
YOU'RE AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Forgot I wrote this RIP if anyone really liked this, but it was sad teenage angst. Anyway I got therapy, changed my pronouns, have a supportive girlfriend, and hate myself a little less. Hang in there!
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Her Breaking Point

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He had rules for a reason, or thats what he said. I did something wrong I got punished. I spoke out of turn, I got punished. I looked at him or ate without permission, I got punished. Haven thats what they named me funny isn't it? Ironic really. They named me Haven because my mom would say I was her 'Safe Haven'. What a pile of shit that was. She left willingly, she didn't depart because of some tragic accident. My father didn't kill her. She left because she was a coward who didn't want kids. As soon as my older brother went to college she left. I knew she hated me. I was the product of her love with another man. A constant reminder that her life didn't work out the way it was planned. He who ever he was is a phantom in its own. A deep rooted fantasy never going to come true. My brother left, my mother left, my grandma ignored, and my father broke. They let me give up hope on escaping and then decided to play hero. But I haven't forgotten everything I went through. Guilt consumes my brother but I don't care, you don't get to leave and then buy a reprieve of trying to save someone who has been dead for years. Besides lets just be honest I reached my breaking point long ago.