"There is no violence."
This sentence echoed in my mind all day at dawn, remembering what the child said before I was hit, but when I realized. . .
Your aunt's family is not violent. I can't get out of bed!
I couldn't go to the toilet by myself, I had to let it support, and I told it that it was tired and it wouldn't stop. From once to countless times, I had to go to the convenience store to buy new condoms. I guess you're not the only stigma. You got revenge for me by calling me because of that bastard.
The worst is hip pain, it feels like office syndrome, sitting at work for a long time, and then pain, something like that, the desire that started two months ago goes away as if it never happened.
I wouldn't be so excited if I knew it would get so heavy when I was really hit. I really
