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just SCREAM just that

Written on September 25, 2008 by cor & corin and cricket. 1 Comment

SCREAM scream scream scream don’t know don’t know don’t know no sleep no sleep no sleep ever again sorry sorry sorry i know um i know um i know i’m bad. HELP FEAR nothing is safe nothing is safe nothing is safe nothing is safe just every muscle rigid with fear HATE the bigs even though i know they try to keep us safe but they DIDNT NOT SAFE and were never going to get our place because we have to make a phone call and we cant make a phone call and nothing is safe

i think partly it is about there was a person and we didnt know he was going to hit on us but he did and we are really scared even though the bigs sent an email saying no but then he said what if just holding hands we told him stuff about us we didnt know what to do but we didnt say multiple and we didnt say website. feel STUPID STUPID told him were trans not safe NOT SAFE and this is SCHOOL so nothing is ok FUCK though it is not just about that we know we can say no and we are safe but we ARE NOT SAFE sorry we are usually not like this

journals are stupid email is stupid everything is stupid but we DO NOT WANT TO SLEEP AGAIN

we dont even want to let the styupid STUPID STUPID bigs calm us down with breathing it is NOT SAFE to be not scared NOT SAFE

i’d never have it any other way

Written on August 6, 2007 by beth and cor & corin. 1 Comment

i didn’t get anything done today. i wanted to be productive, and instead i took a nap. no phone calls or cleaning or anything. i had a very good list of things, i don’t quite know what was wrong with me. but i figure it is ok. i wasn’t unhappy. just not productive. but i had a really nice morning with k–. so that should count for something in a day.

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you infiltrated all i knew

Written on August 5, 2007 by cor & corin. 2 Comments

(this entry more or less starts off where another one ended. written on 7/26. if you read this and want to be supportive, cor would really really appreciate a comment or email of acknowledgment.)

i just had a therapy session. i remembered him slamming my head, too many fingers in the cunt, the cunt bleeds. same-but-different from new fingers in the cunt, they don’t make it bleed but… still. means we’re a girl. can feel him slamming, worthless girl stupid girl. that’s what he’s saying. it’s the head that hurts the body but the fingers in the cunt are worse. they hurt inside, they hurt my self.

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