#I WAS A CHILD

[placetovent306]

"You are so mature for your age." Well, at least one of us had to act mature in this shithole excuse of a family.

[wolftheawoo]

People who have never suffered from SA, who have never been r@ped by their own father, who did not develop hypersexuality because of abuse, they will never understand the corrosive desire for it to happen again. They will never understand the desire to be fucked hard and in the most degrading way you can imagine. Because you feel that in the end you deserve it. You deserved everything that happened. And your body now wants sex more than anything. It doesn't get into their tiny little heads that trauma isn't just about you feeling disgusted and rejecting all types of touch or affection after being abused. Trauma is also you becoming a little whore who would do anything to forget, including putting yourself in risky situations because either you forget, or you kill yourself in the process and either one is fine.

Yes, I consume proship content and it helps with my traumas. Yes, I know it's wrong for these things to happen in real life. They happened to me. I know. Now can you stick a firecracker up your ass and just explode?

[i-give-u--art]

MARY CHRISTMAS. : DDDDD.

HAPPY HANUKKAH :))))))))

HAPPY KWANZA :}}}}}}

[the-unrestrained-poet]

TW: Sexual Assault/gun/Inferred suicide

I can't wait for the day when I don't feel what you did to me; when I don't fear affection. "Did he touch you?" Asked the nice lady in the grey blazer. "He raped me." I spoke, no amount of upright posture could hide my timid manor. I spoke reluctantly. I hated acknowledging the word, it tastes like begging for the barrel of a gun. I won't let this take my heart. With rage and passion I will remain as soft as fresh fallen snow.

-Teagan R. Nault

[romantasyreader28]

[salad-o-malley]

personally I’d like to mention this harry potter “fan art” I made when I was maybe 7 or 8? one of the books my dad read me before bed was the sorcerer’s stone and I used to doodle along to the story and I created this wonderful image during harry and malfoy’s weird wizard stand off thing I think??

[sapphilore]

Throwback to the first time I read a queer romance fanfiction (shoutout to whoever wrote it, it was Klance) and I laid in my bed and cried myself to sleep and begged god to take the gayness out of my heart (it didn’t work)

[ru1nedch1ld]

[feedmeluck]

my anger is a child but so am i. and i'll never forgive you taking the 'so am i' away from me. i was a kid. i still am. what else was i supposed to do besides kick and cry. i didn't know anything else

[placetovent306]

"But they're still your parents 🥺"

Me when my parents breathe around me:

[deepceruleanblues]

[jadepomp]

a starbucks drink in one hand, tumblr on my iphone 4 in the other, and bebe rexha blasting in my toyota going 65 down the highway at 7pm with the windows cranked down.

[sometimesraven]

14 years since fish custard

Fourteen years since I truly saw myself on screen for the first time. A broken little girl who grew up too fast, whose entire self worth was based on her body.

Fourteen years since the loneliest little girl who put all her faith in a madman with a box saw on screen the loneliest little girl who put all her faith in a madman with a box.

Fourteen years since my only friends were characters in a daft little science fiction show whose only friend was a daft little science fiction man.

Fourteen years since I saw a character with all my coping mechanisms, all my abandonment trauma and self-harmful borderline-suicidal tendencies.

Fourteen years since I was first told I could still be loved despite them. That I wasn't stupid or childish or delusional for putting my love and faith and care into someone who nobody believes is real.

Fourteen years since fish custard and, ironically, fourteen years since the month I turned fourteen.

[fragmentedforrest]

I wasn’t supposed to be this tough this young,

Just like I wasn’t supposed to be this unsure of myself this late in life,

[feuerundmond]

I swore I'd never be like my father,

but you can't swim away from your own blood.

[seductiveandcynical]

Maybe you weren’t a terrible person, maybe you were just thirteen.