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[generaljanuary]

YES, mother, I am a BAD DAUGHTER.
YES, I am SELFISH, COWARDLY and UNHAPPY.
I already know that, no need to remind me.
Now will you please, please, pretty please BUTT OUT and let me drown myself in self-pity like the PATHETIC, WIMPY, ANNOYANCE that I am.

Thank you very much. No need to comment this time.

I'm now so used to the moisture coming from my nose being shockingly red that I wouldn't be surprised to reach up to my eyes and notice that the moisture coming from them is blood as well. I hurt all over. I feel like I've been kicked repeatedly all over. Especially in the face. And it's not going away, it's like they come back every night and kick me harder than the pervious night. I can feel bruises everywhere but they're not there. They hurt but there not there. I can perfectly feel like I've been punched in the right eye - having been punched before I know how it feels!- it hurts to even blink and it keeps leaking. How do you explain suffering from a black-eye that isn't there? Dad's kinda depressed so I don't dare tell him about it. I just hurt. I wanna sleep.

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[fanny-moon.livejournal.com]

^-^;;; in French the word for owl is also used as a nickname for little girls.

[naisscence.livejournal.com]

You can be my minou and be done with it. Nyaha.