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I think after graduation I'ma keep a few things and sell/donate the rest and move somewhere and live by myself with a few visitors or smt.

I hate this place. I hate these people. I want blood. I want violence. I want shouting and aggression. I want them to hurt. I want everyone to scream. They all fucking deserve it. I hate them. How fucking dare these people treat me like this? They need to hurt. I want them gone. I am so done with people. I'm so done being nice and kind and sweet. I'm done being mature. Die. Hurt. Bleed. Cry. Give me the satisfaction of your suffering for what you've done to me. Every last one of them need to feel what I've felt. Every single person I know has hurt me in one way or another or simply pissed me off. The audacity. The fucking gull. Even my friends have pushed me around. I run around making everyone happy trying to please everyone and make sure everyone is comfortable, being mature and keeping myself hidden to make people happy. I'm done. Done. If I make you uncomfortable? Cry. I hurt you? Jump. I'm so tired of making the right choice. Kys. Slit your throat and die. I don't care. I've had enough. You all ALL have pushed me one too many times. You can swallow me then choke on your own pathetic mess of self. I am going to make everyone hate me and fear me because trying to make everyone love me is hell. Everything hurts because of everyone so it's only fair if I return the fucking favor. I want to see their hope dwindle in their eyes. I need them to hurt. God I want them to be knocked off their high horse and feel hopeless. I want them to realize how badly they have fucked me up.

It's not like I even hate her she's cool I think she's awesome. I hate this. I hate being like this. I don't like these feelings. I hate it. Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate.

I apologize for what I am going to say to you, but I have to. I am Ahmed from Gaza, married with two children. We live in the shadow of war and destruction. I lost my brother, my home, and most of my relatives. We have nothing left. I ask you to help, even a little, so that we can survive and protect my children. Any amount, even a small amount, will save our lives.

https://gofund.me/991535b1

I can't do much but I will post this in hopes someone can help my dear. May whatever you believe in be there for you my friend.

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I'm posting this on my less active blog for my sanity and also for maybe less attention it something idk.

Tw for sexual assault and rape.

Don't read past if those can trigger you or you just don't wanna read it. If you do thank you I think, idk how to feel about it all.

Anyways. I was raped last night but someone I consider my brother. For context I'm 17 the kid is 13-14. I won't go into detail for my own sanity but also because it's unnecessary. It happened at night, the two other kids were sleeping next to us, and I woke up to being assaulted. As the person I call mama #2 said I could have easily pushed him off or beat the fuck this kid. But I didn't. I woke up to it, which threw me very off guard. Not only that but I was molested as a child and raped 3 times before this, so I already have trauma surrounding this stuff. So when I woke I was specifically thrown back into the time I was 7. I could tell the difference between the flashbacks and what was happening but I was still paralyzed. I wanted to cry or move or tell him to leave or something but I was stuck. So yeah. I was raped. The kid didn't mean it with malicious intent, he was just curious and fucked up big time. What he did was wrong but he's still a kid. So I have chosen to let his mom (mama #2) handle it. But now I fear I have lost another group of people I loved for speaking about it. Idk. I also feel extremely guilty because I have a boyfriend. He's already told me he still loves me and everything but I can't help but feel like I did something wrong. On top of that I am responding to this trauma with intrusive sexual thoughts. I want to throw up and carve my skin off or kill myself right now. But I won't. I understand that my body is coping, like I said I've been raped 3 times before this. I just idk. I need an outlet that I know can't really effect me and Tumblr is the best place I guess. Anyways. Yeah. Support victims and stay safe.

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