Notes From Anonymous (LGBT)

Mariann, more like love of my life. My names Karri, I may be lesbian, but, I'm as emotionally strong as a girl can be. My parents both died from cancer. God cancers a bitch. My mom died of breast cancer and my dad died from brain cancer, when I was 10. I was given to my Aunt and Uncle after I went through like a gizilon test to make sure I was cancer free. Well, giving me to my Aunt and Uncle was not a good idea. Do you wanna know why? They abused me to the point that I started self-harm at the age of 11. They made me move with them to a whole new school after a had, like, so many friends. Long story short, Mariann was the very first person I met there. I sat at a table alone, well not really, I was at the end of a table full of obnoxious fucks. Because I cut so much, I had bandages all over my arms and she saw that. She was so worrying and caring, she even asked me if I ate, that's when I actully thought about my sexuality. At the age of 13, that's when I moved, declared that I was a lesbian, but i didnt tell my aunt or uncle because they are against that shit. But I told Mariann and hoped she accepted me, and she said hell yeah and said she would always be there for me. Welp, that's my story up to now. Have fun reading about my life and, well, don't what to say now, but anyways, bye.