Fuck I hate my fathers friend. God he is so fucking creepy. He went into the laundry room and commented on my underwear.
Every time he is here I just go to my bedroom because I can't stand him. And if he is drinking I am deathly afraid of waking up, finding him in my bedroom. He freaks me out so much my heart is racing.
And I get so stunned from his behaviour, I don't know what to say.
Jesus fucking christ.
Here's my fist, bang your face on it, you creep.
Every time he is here I just go to my bedroom because I can't stand him. And if he is drinking I am deathly afraid of waking up, finding him in my bedroom. He freaks me out so much my heart is racing.
And I get so stunned from his behaviour, I don't know what to say.
Jesus fucking christ.
Here's my fist, bang your face on it, you creep.
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because I have to ask..... but don't want to upset you.... was he touching them? (and you know me I am this bored that I'm devoting thought to it)