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    Total Value: 250,562 Gold
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    Black Stripes Bottom Tattoo
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    Gimpi 5th gen.

    "your not worth the air you breathe"
    "why did you not end you pitiful life earlier?"
    "no one cares about you, you are all alone and you'll always be"
    "there's no hope for you"
    "can't escape your own hell? see who cares"
    "suck it up. everyone has problems, why do you think your any better?"
    "you think your friends really care? yeah right. they pity you and your pathetic life"
    "no one wants you! can't you see that your a waste of human life?"
    "haven't you come to your senses yet? why haven't you pulled the trigger? what are you waiting for?"



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    Death Whisper (7th gen)
    Western Zodiac
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    Death Whisper (4th gen)
    Black Stripes Right Arm Tattoo
    Super Powers
    Midnight Gothic Bat Corset Dress
    Midnight Gothic Bat Gauntlets
    Midnight Gothic Bat Stockings
    Midnight Gothic Bat Choker

    [b] She was damned from the start. To the "lovely" Mr. and Mrs.. William Taylor i present to you your child damned to loathe those and to hate herself. Wonderful correct? Picture a single room. Beige color paint painted on all the walls. Picture one little girl in that room. All alone to defend for herself cause mom is sick in the next room and she can't get up. This little girl was only 2 or 3. Too much of her surprise, one day there was a knock at the door. The little one opens the door to see a police officer.

    Most of this is blank in her mind except for her mother's screams as the nice man took the little one out of the house. She whispered to her mother "moms don’t cry, I’ll see you soon!" she wondered if her mother ever heard her. No i suppose she didn't. Now picture a room cluttered with stuff on the floor and the little girl curled on her bed with her kitten when a passing car scared the cat away. Now one day at this home where she lived with her father and his girlfriend, he happens to not come home from work.

    She waits and waits. Finally she looks outside. She sees him in his truck passed out. Eager to greet him she tries to run outside. Stopped in her attempt she went upstairs to go to sleep. That same night she awakes to yelling. She runs downstairs and that was a mistake. Being told to go back to bed she eagerly persisted to stop this fight she approached the drunken, enraged father she loved only to feel his hand on her chest with a great force.

    She fell backwards into the stairs in horrifying shock. Oh the repulsive things he did to that poor girl only 5 years old. She suffered and he didn't care. She blamed herself. She would throw herself into walls and bash her head into her knee. She thought it was all her fault, and she couldn't take it. Now picture a room with a window conveniently placed so the vultures of the child services could hear everything they wanted. She told them she wanted to die. She didn't want to live anymore at the age of 5. Such a "bright" future for the girl but only they could see. She was trapped.

    Now picture a house with an inviting man and the mother she was separated from. Oh how happy were those years. Growing, expanding her mind to great lengths. Until she turned 10. Her mother went crazy. She spent all of their money and took the girl away for days on end, not letting the girl go home even after countless pleas.

    Picture that girl in a child service's home for children. She was all alone. She grew harsh to the other little girls. She would seclude herself, not play with the little ones. Instead she'd pray that this hell would end. That she could go home. Three days she spent there until her sister came and got her. Finally she went home to that "kind" man. Picture a hospital room where her mother lay in a bed, mentally incorrect. It didn't matter. The deeds were done.

    Depressions, beer, sorrow, lust, hate, mourning, crying, and threats. These now entered her house. A place where she had felt the safest in so long now was her personal hell... now picture 4 years later. That girl is still in that house. Now the replacement father was the problem. He drank and drank. Hours on end. Then he'd scream at the poor girl. He told her that she was nothing.

    He led her to those thoughts. All of it, her entire life led her to those thoughts. So close was she to ending her own life. Why keep living in hell when death is so much less painful? Then she was led to those other thoughts. She started cutting. She enjoyed hurting herself. She enjoyed her own pain. Knowing that she could punish herself still convinced that deep down inside, it was all her fault. She brought this life upon her. She deserves this all.

    This poor little girl working so hard to live in the hellhole is none other than the damned Danielle Mariah Sorensen. In other words, this is about me. This is the life i have had and have to struggle with now.
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