I FUCKING HATE MY FUCKASS DAD /vent

I CAN STILL FEEL HIS FUCKING HANDS ON ME. 

THE WAY HE PANTED IS STILL IN MY EARS.

I WAS 6. I WAS ONLY SIX. I JUST WANTED TO HIDE FROM THE MONSTERS IN MY CLOSET.
I FEEL SICK EVERYTIME I LOOK AT HIM.

HIS HOUSE IS MY ONLY SPOT OF FREEDOM THOUGH. MY ONLY FREE SPOT WHERE MY MOMS RULES DONT APPLY.

i had a plan. a plan to kill that fucker.

I wonder if my mom would get full custody. I wonder what that'd be like.