As the world goes round, I think about life and how it should be. I see how people have viewed me over the years. I think if I go away for a while, I'll come back and everything will be better.
He called me a prostitute...
He wants me to look and dress a certain way....
He says he likes me and treats me like s**t...
I went from one abusive male to the next....
Why then must I deal with people that treat me this way?
I have no home to call my own. I have select few people in my life I can trust. If it wasn't for them, I'd go insane. Do you realize that at any moment I could walk out that door and never come back? I don't even know why I stay or come back every day anymore...
August 22, 2014 12:55 AM
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