My Moms Fixation On The Current Size Of My Chest At Any Given Time Is Looking Kinda Pedo-y. Its Giving
My mom’s fixation on the current size of my chest at any given time is looking kinda pedo-y. It’s giving incest, more than it’s giving transphobe :T
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You sneer at my quivering hands,
When you know
You’re the reason.
Somehow still you blame me;
It must be my cowardice,
Never your cruelty,
Never your casual barbs,
Strangling me into some timid,
Pathetic thing.
It can’t be your fault,
Even when I show you all my cracks,
And tell you how you did it…
You snarl and snap as though attacked,
By my soft reason,
spoken in doctors’ tongue,
Paraphrased from the mouths
That see my broken brain and every other
Deficiency
Caused by you.
On bad days, I strive to have a better relationship with my mother. On good day, I strive to have no relationship with my mother.
Feeling good. Might just do things. But also maybe not, who knows.
Struck with a constant and visceral hatred for every post I’ve ever made :D
Gee whiz the fics sure didn’t prepare me for this