Links / Buttons / Diaryrings Trust Your Instincts / Creator of Speak Out / Current Facilitator Guestbook / Notes / E-Mail Previous / Next / Current / Archive Add an entry so last night i had a dream. it has been a long time since I drempt about him. I woke up around 3:30 cold, scared, and my stomach hurting. He was hurting me again. I was five. I couldnt tell him no. I couldnt move. He hurt me, again and again. Over and over he hurt me. I hate how dreams can be so real. I hate how I can never escape what he did to me. I can feel fine for so long and then bang! The memories come back. his brown eyes of hate come back. I return to my numb state of being- trying to ignore my past so that my future will last. galprodi
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