April Marie Evola

Me Being Me: I Did Not Tell Them Too . . . I Did Not Want Them Too . . . April Marie Evola

Details to Understand You said you don't care and it isn't that bad You need the details to even understand. Then hold on this will be one hell of a ride. Closing your eyes thinking back. When you were just three. Sleeping in a bed that was made. Specially, just for you. Feeling scary things that fill. Your little head was no dream. Waking up because you felt Your body being hurt. Now feeling him rape you everyday. Shown in the mind and won't go away. Within your head hearing those. That just stood by. Saying you whore you asked for it. All four different times. Shaking their heads but remember