1-800-greenleaf

I’ve published the first chapter of my new Remus Lupin book! Check it out if you’d like!

ratfuckpoop

It’s so good!!!! I love it already!
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Dear sister,
          
          22 years. 22 fucking years since you were robbed of your short 8 months life. 
          
          Oh, how I wished you were here. That you could doll me up when I want to go out. That I could steal your clothes which you don’t approve of, but I wouldn’t care. That you would be the sister I need oh so hard. I may have never known you but I think of you every single day.
          
          About how life would be if you were here, in arms reach. How different I’d be because of you at my side. 
          
          And that’s all I wish for, for you to be by my side. But sadly not all dreams can come true, my beloved sister. Now I can only remember you through your pictures, your videos and your stories, but never my own memories. 
          
          I love you.
          
          And I will think of you every single day that I will roam this disgusting and hurtful world. But I guess that’s just how the world works. It ain’t funny, it ain’t pretty, it ain’t sweet. Mama, papa and your brothers will do the same, we promise.
          
          And who knows, perhaps we’ll meet each other one, beautiful day, where we will finally can form the sisterbond I’ve always dreamed about. 
          
          But until then I’ll cherish you always.
          
          I love you.
          
          Love, 
          Your big little sister.
          
          

1-800-greenleaf

Of all the things I imagined would happen on vacation was being Sexually Assaulted along with my younger cousin not one of them.

1-800-greenleaf

@Mxoony_Pxdfoot I’m alright now thank you
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Mxoony_Pxdfoot

@1-800-greenleaf oh my god i hope ur doing okay no one should go through that <3
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1-800-greenleaf

Y’all, sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night with a start, thinking I’m too late. In those occasions I’ll be making myself ready for school until I realise that it’s 4 am or something.
          
          Tonight however, and I’m ashamed for it, was different. I woke up, anxious that I was too late and shot out of bed, walked to my door. I was still half asleep so I wasn’t able to open my door. I thought my door was locked; I have no lock.
          
          So I started screaming and crying, slamming my hands against my door. All of a sudden my mother opened the door, very startled.
          
          ‘(Name) what is going on?’
          
          ‘I’m too late! I’m too late! I’m too late!’
          
          ‘(Name) it’s 4 AM, go back to sleep!’
          
          I calmed down after that and fell asleep again, but apparently both my parents and my brother weren’t able to anymore because of me.
          
          I seriously wonder what’s wrong with me.

HerMajestyTheKing_

miss girl needs therapy
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