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omoriboycel/ total wagie death
- Jan 20, 2024
- 800
So, I just tried to convince her to buy me some food earlier, she went fucking berserk and kicked me out of her room screaming and shouting, I then tried again to find her asleep, literally one mention of food (which is something that my malnourished ass needs to survive) made her scream "god take me" three times, I am so severely underweight, I am 179cm 53kgs, even women who are under 5 feet weigh more than me. So I basically ran to this room and started fantasising, (something I do alot) about a woman, with a very gentle aura buying me a gift and food, and telling me how she'll kill her for me. So Currently, I'm forced to survive with literally eating absolutely nothing today, recently this has become a near daily occurance, and I am fucking sick and tired from this shit. To understand how much I hate my mother, let's go back to the beginning of it all.
My father accidentally knocked up my mother, resulting in my birth, they got married soon and it was a very unstable one, they were considering divorce until they found out she was pregnant.
After I was born, I was the victim of an abusive neglectful mother and the literal definition of a wagecucking father. Let's start that she beat me to near DEATH when I wad five fucking years old, I remember being so goddamn bruised to the point that everyone pointed it out after, I couldn't walk and cried myself to sleep on the couch nearby, couldn't even walk to my room.
I have so many more things to say about this wretched excuse of a "mother" but it would take fucking forever to address it all.
My father accidentally knocked up my mother, resulting in my birth, they got married soon and it was a very unstable one, they were considering divorce until they found out she was pregnant.
After I was born, I was the victim of an abusive neglectful mother and the literal definition of a wagecucking father. Let's start that she beat me to near DEATH when I wad five fucking years old, I remember being so goddamn bruised to the point that everyone pointed it out after, I couldn't walk and cried myself to sleep on the couch nearby, couldn't even walk to my room.
I have so many more things to say about this wretched excuse of a "mother" but it would take fucking forever to address it all.