Rapunzel pt 1

God! Tomorrow is my birthday, and I’m almost breaking down in tears. My father despises any form of happiness that doesn’t come from him. I got a couple of soft drinks to share with my colleagues at work tomorrow and he saw them, this man handed over financial responsibilities to me, ones I can’t meet up to.

Rapunzel pt 2

On top how much? #30k salary? Please God, let someone, anybody just come and marry me. I don’t mind being in a loveless marriage as a baby factory, just rescue me. I’ll be 22 tomorrow but I loathe most of the years spent here. Moving in with a relative isn’t an option, I can’t move in with friends. My mother is just mute! And my younger ones are suffocating me! I’m tired! I just.

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