I want a bully
I wish I had a bully. And not one of those pussies who just call names and troll on the internet. I wish I had someone who gave me physical attention. Even if it meant pulling panties out of my ass half the day, even if it meant i walked home crying, even if it meant i got bruised, even if it meant i was forever humiliated. Something to fight, something to do, something to just at least think about would make me feel so much more... here. Because I don’t feel like I’m here. People talk about the pain of toxic attention but they don’t know the pain of no attention. This lack of pain hurts the most.