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Monday March 23

Credits Go To Bj the Queen She cried because the pain was unbearable, she cried because no matter how strong she was he was still stronger He could hear her crying out and begging him to stop, but it only seemed to make him want more of her The louder she got, the harder he went the more she wept, the more he took so he kept on taking what he assumed belonged to him until he was satisfied and at that moment the rest of the innocence that she had barely been holding on to was drained from her eyes she stared off into nothing as he spoke in the background his voice was muffled and her mind was drifting she felt frozen, lost, isolated, worthless, completly fucking empty begging and screaming please stop, I can't take it I mean it but he keep on going, panic overflowing tears is flowing, man I barely even know him, why do he feel like I owe him any part of me at all, he took that shit as if he fucking owned it all i'm doing is relaying what i'm thinking but not saying i've been locked up with my own thoughts I aint even fucking praying i've been locked inside my room I feel like i've been going crazy, why the fuck am I so chill about it, why dont this shit phase me front seat of his suv we drunk and he on top of me it start to hurt so fucking bad so i'm like hold up get off please but he saying i aint runmimg until he cumming, imma take the D and now im fucking crying I can't take it he aint listening but fuck it yall dont get it, yall can never fucking understand how it feel to be a woman stuck under a fucking man crying and you fighting you can't even move his fucking hands lay there and you crying til hes done with his fucking demands just incase some of yall motherfuckers uneducated, let me break it down shut the fuck up just listen i'll explain it, any woman can change her mind at anytime for the arrangement matter fact its the fuck sometimes she don't even gotta say shit I know that it's hard to understand when you a selfish man and everything in your life was given to you from someone hands so everything you see in life you take it, done and all your life man why youthink women so pressed to walk around with guns and knifes when I told my wife all she said was "damn, thanks for sharing. If it aint my best friend then who else is supposed to be caring" told her another motherfucker he aint believe it said I was tripping what's the fucking point of saying shit, that's why I keep this shit in and the shittiest part about it was he was my own fucking blood and I don't mean a relative I mean the gang it fucking sucks when it be your own people who fuck you up like yo wtf you supposed to protect me, now I don't even wanna throw signs up scarred for life its hard to find my old self I lost my own mind but just like every other trauma in my life man Ill be fine I aint no snitch I recognize that karmas real and so am I so fuck it keep it pushing just let em believe in his own mind I'm good man don't ask me how i'm feeling how i'm doing I've gone years and years without human connection yall done ruined my perception and my movements talking to myself i'm fluent i've been screwed over so many times by my own kinds so fuck yall screw it my own father gave me the greatest piece of advice, he said "the older that you get the more you will start to realize that no one actually gives a fuck and won't for the rest of your life" and now that i've been growing up I see that he couldn't be more right this bullshit happen right after I fucking lost him, now how bout that now anywhere I go I gotta deal with another fucking man that just aint him I hate it here. I'm fucking mad I want him back honestly I just miss my fucking dad