Blackie
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My life has lasted a mere fourteen years, but I feel so much older. Not more mature, just old and tired, like I want to give up, hit the restart button, anything. I’m not one for details. I was raped when I was twelve. My father is physichally and emotionally abusive, my mother thinks I’m the spawn of Satan. I live in Idaho. I started SI’ing when I was nine. There were several hiatus’s between then and now, but it’s back again, strong as ever.