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por Paulina Cuming (2019-07-01)


I wasn't always an excellent girl that sat in the home all day messing around on the computer. I'd a rebellious phase, as teenage girls tend to obtain around the time they hit eighteen and think they're grown.

By that point I had been taken off senior נערות ליווי בחיפה school twice. The very first time wasn't my fault: I had been bullied – rumors being spread about me that everyone, even my parents thought were true – and things got out of hand. The fallout from my parents needing to pull me out of school the very first time caused them to acquire a divorce. That wasn't my fault, as their marriage had been strained for נערות ליווי בחיפה quite a long time at that point. Still, it was difficult not to understand that I was the straw that broke the camel's back.

If you are you looking for more info regarding נערת ליווי חיפה stop by the page. The 2nd time, I was expelled – and I certainly had deserved to be – I went a little wild. Maybe I was acting out. I have been managing my mom after she split from dad and she didn't have what it took to discipline me. She was the kind of woman who could never stand up for herself. I'm like her in plenty of ways.

I was drinking and שירותי ליווי חיפה smoking a lot. I spent most of this year skipping class and getting either high or drunk with friends. Within a couple of months, the rumors from my old school followed me.

It is a strange feeling whenever you know something isn't true but you think it anyway. Particularly when it's something about yourself. Maybe I was just fed up with trying to guard myself, שירותי ליווי חיפה or I was bitter. I don't know. If everyone thought I was a brainless slut who would let anyone use her, I might as well just surrender and be that girl. It made far more sense at the time, somehow.

The disappearing started then. My mom wouldn't see me for days at a time while I hung out and got blackout drunk with college boys or older men. She couldn't stop me. Legally, I was an adult. What could she do? Eventually, after missing months of class, I was expelled. At her wit's end, my mother decided that I couldn't deal with her anymore and that I would have to go stick with my dad instead.

My dad was a different animal entirely.

He and my mother had gotten together when they were in high school. She was pregnant when they graduated and, to his credit, he stayed with her and provided the very best life he could afford. That wasn't to say he was happy about it.