When I get out of work or before I go to work, I will draw a thing and you may like it XD
What about you, smiley, whats your story?Warning: Graphic shit ahead about abuse against children
Well, I had an older sister. When we were around 9 and 12, our father would do…things to us. He would wait ‘til mom went to work for the night, he would say that he could make us feel good. It went on for a couple years, we were too scared and ashamed to say anything. A couple months before my sisters 14 birthday, she killed herself. My mom was devistated and she didn’t know why she would do it, but I did. That sick basterd was the reason! I snapped. I hid a camera and recorded the next “session”. I sent it to the police anonymously and they took him away. A few weeks later, my mom gets a phone call saying that her husband had been killed. That basterd got brutaly beaten by 3 inmates and then dropped from the 2nd floor onto his head. I felt happy to know that he would be 6 feet under for the rest of my life. I just wish that Susan could have felt that happiness. She was so strong.
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So I bought this bike last night and rode it this morning to my cousins school. On my way back, (I ride along the river walk) the fire department was testing the hoses on their trucks and spraying over the river walk and into the water. So I did what needed to be done, I rode right into the spray and I lived happily ever after XD it felt like I was a Canobie Lake Park ^-^