i was sitting on the couch in my room because my sister fell asleep in my bed and her waterbed makes me feel sick and then all of a sudden i was in my old house where my dad used to i guess semi abuse me. and the whole time i was talking to myself saying stuff like "what the f-uck? this is my old room. This isnt real. Whats going on. Wheres Quinn?" And then my "dad" as in i was imagining it bursted in the door and was like "guess who? is quiet little Landon playing with his trains?" idk why i imagined him saying that... i used to play with my trains. and then he was like "teachers think your so dumb but i think you just think your so f-ucking smart you cant talk because your too smart for us right?" i had this selective mutism thing as a kid and my dad was like 22 when this was all happening and i guess he didnt understand. And then I was like "Your not my dad this isnt real" and i repeated it a bunch of times but he kept saying "yes i am yes i am" i dont want to talk about the rest.
This browser is out of date and will not support some of this site's functionality. For better site performance, please update your browser to the newest version: