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Around the time I was 10-13 I was getting bullied at school every day and going home to a stereotypical empty big old house with wood creaking noises and a batshit insane single mom who would leave me weird notes, drink all night long, scream at me blaming me for all her problems for hours on end, etc. One day I went home with a "friend" and he found one of those notes before me, he told everybody and they started making fun of me over that too. Around the same time, the other "friend" I had at school started making fun of me behind my back and would go out of his way to try to humiliate me in front of other kids in particularly vicious ways. I got beat up in one sided fights a few times too, once bad enough that I was peeing blood. This was the childhood "sandbox" I had where I was supposed to be allowed shamelessness and learn about the world in peace and safety and such lmfao. It only got worse after that and I just never really got over it. Not telling stories to garner pity I was trying to answer your question but it takes a lot of words. I was fine as a little boy before all the cosmic RNG bs, I'm stuck with this extremely negative, rotten mind now. I'd like to believe there's still hope

> leather wrap white girl bottle
Violeta confirmed white