Anyway, have you ever felt so disgusted with yourself? That the mere thought of what you've done never fails to send shudders down your spine? Well, I feel you.
God I wish there was a black hole six feet under that I could plunge into or please just give me amnesia.
There are so many fine lines in life that shouldn't be messed with, and you're one of them. Please learn to keep your hands off me because what you do is just repulsive. Like, HELLO it's a no-no to screw around with your relatives because that is practically incest so pray, keep your distance, or i'll elongate mine.
Urgh, I don't need to tell you every single aspect of my personal love life and do not EVER try to self-invite yourself in. I don't want it to escalate to the higher generation.
We were never close to start with and I have yet to forgive you for what you did to me 8 years ago (if you have any conscience to remember). I WAS ONLY 10 DAMN YOU.
Bottom line:
Keep your thoughts, hands and eyes off me. Don't make me confront you.
What you're doing makes me hate myself because I keep having to give you the benefit of the doubt and act dumb for the sake of our parents. I actually still hold fat hope that you have a conscience.
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