xeppeli:

*scottish porn blogger voice* ouhh yaa that’s fockin’ sexey

All I remember is the beam of light from the hallway as my door creaked open with the devil on the other side. He swung open the door, breath of fire or cheap vodka whatever you call it, threw the blanket from my body along with my innocence. I was 7. I didn’t get the choice to give myself to someone i loved, someone who deserved it, it was stolen from me. Leaving me left with a shattered psyche until he came back for me 6 years later for my more developed body. I think I was more appealing to that sick fuck the older I got. Speaking out now and contacting the authorities is so fucking hard and earth shattering but they say it’s the road to recovery. So I’m changing… Growing up.

jodiefoster:

*yelling at myself with a megaphone* WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU LIKE THIS

poncho-luke:

me: i’m really stressed

someone: just relax!!!!!

me:

(Source: heterophobian)