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Notastraightkid

abusiverelationship mentalhealth rotten stockholmsyndrome toxic

But you know what they say; rotten love is also love, marks fade and blood run even if no one sees. I know he's rotten, but at this point, I think I am too. 

A tale of Stockholm syndrome, it's victims and everything else that hurts.


WARNING:
Domestic abuse, Stockholm syndrome, self harm, poor mental health, R*PE and other sensitive topics.
These topics are 'glorified', but I do NOT condone. Stay safe, get help, you deserve happiness. 
Please don't read if any of these triggers you.Bảo Lưu Mọi Quyền

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Lovely || Demi Lovato bởi dimmylicious

He always assumes I want money. That money can replace my desire for a mother, for a female figure who will guide me through the darkness. All he can provide is money. He assumes that because I use the money, that I'm happy, that I don't spend night hunched over my toilet bowl physically sick to my stomach with the guilt of killing my mother. He assumes that because I have friends, that the smile on my face is genuine. That because I smile and confidently stride out of my room in a bikini, that I love myself and the way I look. He assumes everything about me, because he doesn't know me. I'm his daughter, and with the simple fact, he assumes that by just looking at me he knows my every thought. Does he know of the blood I spill when I have no other method of coping? Does he know of the times I sit and ponder about what it would be like to go through death? Does he know that when he leaves for work, I cry myself to sleep and wish for a mother? Does he know that I could care less about him? I hate him. But he loves me. Does he know, that through all this mess, I just want a mother. Because according to Disney, mother knows best?

𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞 | 𝟏𝟖+ bởi crazedxdoll

very slow rough draft. 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, ' 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞?' 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝟷𝟷/𝟸𝟶/𝟸𝟸

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She was always alone.... she never had friends she barely knew what it was like to love someone.... she was perfect.... but so broken.... lost.... À̴̱͝L̜̳ͮ̉O̴̰̝̞̽̄͊͟ͅÑ͖̖̲̐̒͗E̷͔̎͠͠͝ͅ she never deserved to be neglected, and yet she was. Before her all i wanted was the control over what was rightfully mine... now its more complicated, i want my own... my own body so i can forever hold her... and cherish her.... but our kinds aren't meant to be... we could be killed if anyone found out. The risks could be taken if the love is worth waitin. She is perfect... and i want her all to myself.... and it angers me every time i see them with her, they dont belong with her, i do.... and i will prove that too her.... or I'll just force her to see my way... (This is an Anti x Reader, yes this is why i gave up on my other one... but don't expect me not to give up on this one lol anyways enjoy! Warning there is explicit content in this, sexual content, murder, suicide, cursing, racism, and other triggering topics will be mentioned in this story so please read on your own terms <3 love y'all)

Twisted Control bởi AriaFoxxx2

Some guys are smooth, unreadable-dangerous in a way that makes your pulse do things it shouldn't. But hey, who doesn't have a little emotional damage these days? Then the weird stuff starts. The calls. The messages. The undeniable feeling that someone's watching you. Totally normal, right? (Wrong.) Because when your psycho ex, slithers back into the picture, things go from maybe I need help to okay, I'm definitely about to get murdered. The worst part? You have no idea which man you should be running from.

Whispers in the Walls bởi ShingCedj

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The Unexpected bởi JJNiles

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𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ~ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴡᴇʀs ɢᴀɴɢ ~ bởi DarkVividDreamz

𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝟺 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗....𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚞𝚣𝚣𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛. (ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴡᴇʀs ɢᴀɴɢ)

How Dare You? bởi VeilynnWilliams

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Lovely || Demi Lovato cover

𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞 | 𝟏𝟖+ cover

Lonely lovers (Antisepticeye x Reader) cover

Twisted Control cover

Whispers in the Walls cover

The Unexpected cover

𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑨𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ~ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴡᴇʀs ɢᴀɴɢ ~ cover

How Dare You? cover

Lovely || Demi Lovato

He always assumes I want money. That money can replace my desire for a mother, for a female figure who will guide me through the darkness. All he can provide is money. He assumes that because I use the money, that I'm happy, that I don't spend night hunched over my toilet bowl physically sick to my stomach with the guilt of killing my mother. He assumes that because I have friends, that the smile on my face is genuine. That because I smile and confidently stride out of my room in a bikini, that I love myself and the way I look. He assumes everything about me, because he doesn't know me. I'm his daughter, and with the simple fact, he assumes that by just looking at me he knows my every thought. Does he know of the blood I spill when I have no other method of coping? Does he know of the times I sit and ponder about what it would be like to go through death? Does he know that when he leaves for work, I cry myself to sleep and wish for a mother? Does he know that I could care less about him? I hate him. But he loves me. Does he know, that through all this mess, I just want a mother. Because according to Disney, mother knows best?

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