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Lost my grandma in 2009. I was 19. First time experiencing death changes you forever.






:astrodahellmayne:When my first BF Beat me.
I was 9, he was 18.




12 when a dude I went to school with got shot in the head in front of the barbershop while I was getting a haircut


i know what you mean, i hate that shyt so muchbetween 18-20 was the darkest period of my life. also a whole lot of fun, but at some point during that i woke up and realized the hell i was living. turned my life around real quick, but i do feel like i'm headed into another period right now.![]()

When my neighborhood friend told me her moms boyfriend was raping her. I was 6. I told my mom and the next thing you know there's cops sorrounding the house. I was allowed to remain anonymous but I had to give statements for years in private about what she said to me and repeat it over and over word for word. I was like 9 when that shyt was over and already jaded and weary of males.
She got help and moved in with a nice rich black foster family.
Young indepickwest out here saving lives since '03
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