The Diary of a Decons Daughter
Growing up as innocent as a New Born child Knowing no Wrong About the world. I Found My self Falling..... looking for the love of in all the wrong places not a christan bone in my Body.. Recieveing texted messages and Phone Calls that would Make my parents Blush. Im far from a saint..... I Just got so big headed in thinking i know it all. Abusive relationships Had knifes put to my Throat to even Being choked out as the man who claimed he loved me tryed to advertise me to his Brother.. Still looking for love i didn't quit. i figured through my pain someone will love me turning pages in my Book that lead me to a place of self hate my confidence dropped.. giving my love for love but only received hate. Im tired so when you see me in church praying Dont judge me because we all have a story. i Been Dragged. to picked up and tossed to the shreader time and time again. lost so much faith in god Because i believed if he loved me so much then why would he let me suffer. Im the Deacons
Daughter dont mean that i'm a saint so judge me and be judged...
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