silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
I've been in hell for as long as I can remember. My life was one big catastrophe from the start, and it only got worse with time. My parents were both monsters who treated me like dirt, beating me every day until I lost count of how many times I bled.
Growing up was a nightmare, but things didn't get any better when I hit adulthood. My first job sucked, my boyfriend was abusive, and my friends were all backstabbers. It's no wonder I ended up in hell - it's the only place where my misery can truly thrive. And now I'm stuck here with a never-ending supply of pain and suffering.
But you know what? I don't hate it here. There's something about being surrounded by darkness that makes me feel alive, like anything is possible as long as the sun doesn't rise again. So yeah, I'm not exactly a happy camper - but at least in hell, I've found my true home.
