Thank you, really. I mean it. I live in the USA...I'm just a basic soCal girl living in a desert. I was born and raised there.
It's very sad that even in the good ol' USA that I STILL feel this way!
You might be right. Perhaps I could have been beaten and murdered...or RAPED.
Who cares anymore? I've been through absolute HELL and back already!
If you're still curious to know why I didn't go back into that liquor store...
It's because there was a man at the counter, a clerk. Cashier. Whatever.
He was Indian. Asian indian lol. We've talked before, please don't call me racist.
I thought he was my friend...But no. I tried to reach out to this person and he STILL tried to hold things over my head!
By "things" I do mean alcohol, by the way.
I fucking love hard liquor. It runs in my blood, I guess. Both of my parents were the same way. They're dead now btw. Their vices fucking DESTROYED them in the end!
I don't care though. I'm doing my own thing...
I may not be an alcoholic now. I realize that it's definitely possible in the future. I. Don't. Give. A. SHIT!.
My parents may have fallen victim to their vices, by why the fuck should I? I'm my OWN PERSON! I don't HAVE to follow in their footsteps if I don't want to!
Again...thank you. I genuinely mean it. I just might look up some of that stuff on Youtube, honestly.
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Thank you, really. I mean it. I live in the USA...I'm just a basic soCal girl living in a desert. I was born and raised there.
It's very sad that even in the good ol' USA that I STILL feel this way!
You might be right. Perhaps I could have been beaten and murdered...or RAPED.
Who cares anymore? I've been through absolute HELL and back already!
If you're still curious to know why I didn't go back into that liquor store...
It's because there was a man at the counter, a clerk. Cashier. Whatever.
He was Indian. Asian indian lol. We've talked before, please don't call me racist.
I thought he was my friend...But no. I tried to reach out to this person and he STILL tried to hold things over my head!
By "things" I do mean alcohol, by the way.
I fucking love hard liquor. It runs in my blood, I guess. Both of my parents were the same way. They're dead now btw. Their vices fucking DESTROYED them in the end!
I don't care though. I'm doing my own thing...
I may not be an alcoholic now. I realize that it's definitely possible in the future. I. Don't. Give. A. SHIT!.
My parents may have fallen victim to their vices, by why the fuck should I? I'm my OWN PERSON! I don't HAVE to follow in their footsteps if I don't want to!
Again...thank you. I genuinely mean it. I just might look up some of that stuff on Youtube, honestly.
But I will never ever apologize for who I am.