who is this thing aubs
i have no fucking idea lol its made 142 posts tho apparently huh never noticed it
who is this thing aubs
i have no fucking idea lol its made 142 posts tho apparently huh never noticed it
bruh fuck this bonehead bitch. UM I LAK TAP MY INDEX FINGER ON THE TABLE TO LET POLICE KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING.
i wanna venture a guess as to what really happened in this delusional bitches mind. so her dad probably told her she couldnt have a new phone cos he spent all his money on her square shaped custom made hair accessories, so she called the cops and said she was being abused. cops came and her parents were all like wtf, blanc did u call them? and blanc knowing she's full of shit denies it and then taps on the table to give a secret signal that like she totally abused but the cops could tell she was full of shit and perhaps they weren't LOOKING AT UR FUCKIN INDEX FINGER AND EVEN IF THEY WERE TAPPING UR INDEX FINGER IS NOT A UNIVERSAL SIGN OF ABUSE U TUMBLR BITCH
The school therapist asked me if they hit me and I said yeah. She told me she wouldn’t call DCF if I told her and then she did anyways.
My dad told me to lie about everything and quickly coached me on what not to say what to say and he did a quick sweep of the house to get rid of a lot of alcohol and stuff.
During the interview with the social worker that was supposed to be private and 1 on 1, confidential etc. my dad stood behind a glass door in my house, behind the worker and watched me to make sure I would lie and he threatened to beat me and kill me if I talked
He even told me the full plan of how he was going to do it and get away with it.
At this point I was getting beaten pretty much everyday so I just wanted it to stop and this was my only hope of someone taking me out of the situation, as other methods and attempts had all failed. I just couldn’t take it anymore you know.
So whenever I was lying for my dad I tried to make it obvious I was lying and also tapped my fingers for all the dishonest answers hoping he would hear the tapping and look at the hand.
But he barely looked up from his paper as he asked routine questions, quickly jotted things down and- was very quickly out the door.
My dad noticed the tapping and he beat both of them with a hammer to punish me that night. I was glad it wasn’t my ass or my body this time. I asked him not to injur them permanently and he said if I do this again, he will.
The school therapist asked me if they hit me and I said yeah. She told me she wouldn’t call DCF if I told her and then she did anyways.
My dad told me to lie about everything and quickly coached me on what not to say what to say and he did a quick sweep of the house to get rid of a lot of alcohol and stuff.
During the interview with the social worker that was supposed to be private and 1 on 1, confidential etc. my dad stood behind a glass door in my house, behind the worker and watched me to make sure I would lie and he threatened to beat me and kill me if I talked
He even told me the full plan of how he was going to do it and get away with it.
At this point I was getting beaten pretty much everyday so I just wanted it to stop and this was my only hope of someone taking me out of the situation, as other methods and attempts had all failed. I just couldn’t take it anymore you know.
So whenever I was lying for my dad I tried to make it obvious I was lying and also tapped my fingers for all the dishonest answers hoping he would hear the tapping and look at the hand.
But he barely looked up from his paper as he asked routine questions, quickly jotted things down and- was very quickly out the door.
My dad noticed the tapping and he beat both of them with a hammer to punish me that night. I was glad it wasn’t my ass or my body this time. I asked him not to injur them permanently and he said if I do this again, he will.
so alcohol is illegal in ur state?
what was the full plan of how he wanted to kill u?
wait he beat ur fingers with a hammer? also when u say 'ass' do u mean he sexually abused u?
The school therapist asked me if they hit me and I said yeah. She told me she wouldn’t call DCF if I told her and then she did anyways.
My dad told me to lie about everything and quickly coached me on what not to say what to say and he did a quick sweep of the house to get rid of a lot of alcohol and stuff.
During the interview with the social worker that was supposed to be private and 1 on 1, confidential etc. my dad stood behind a glass door in my house, behind the worker and watched me to make sure I would lie and he threatened to beat me and kill me if I talked
He even told me the full plan of how he was going to do it and get away with it.
At this point I was getting beaten pretty much everyday so I just wanted it to stop and this was my only hope of someone taking me out of the situation, as other methods and attempts had all failed. I just couldn’t take it anymore you know.
So whenever I was lying for my dad I tried to make it obvious I was lying and also tapped my fingers for all the dishonest answers hoping he would hear the tapping and look at the hand.
But he barely looked up from his paper as he asked routine questions, quickly jotted things down and- was very quickly out the door.
My dad noticed the tapping and he beat both of them with a hammer to punish me that night. I was glad it wasn’t my ass or my body this time. I asked him not to injur them permanently and he said if I do this again, he will.
so alcohol is illegal in ur state?
what was the full plan of how he wanted to kill u?
wait he beat ur fingers with a hammer? also when u say 'ass' do u mean he sexually abused u?
Furthermore this is the story you told Edvard you had made up.
are u serious
I'm almost sure this is the one that Edvard was having a go at us for saying we were bullying blanc and not believing her, saying our behavior towards her was despicable and when he finally asked her she said it was a joke she made up
Same night she told us this story she told us about the therapist that figured out she was depressed because she leaned against the blue wall.
I just said everything was a lie at one point to get people to stop obsessing over my personal life and like get all the harasshment to stop and just let it pass over and be forgotten about
this was before i was being grilled 24/7 so i thought i could get away with it then but, after years of being bullied on the internet now- im older and wiser, in a lot of regards and have done a lot of internal personal work, my values have shifted, etc. and i've also become a lot more open, here and in general- and also, seek to develop valuable relationships with people. which previously i didn't, because i was so mentally ill (depression. ptsd) i had a hard time feeling connected with others.
but now i just believe in *always* telling the truth as it is, plain as day- because even if i'm being bullied and harassed about it or for it- i know i did the right thing by just always telling my truth and remaining genuine, and remained true to myself and my own standards, core values and beliefs. at the end of the day that's what matters most to me, not what anyone has to say about it.