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Do you ask that everywhere you go? I've seen that everywhere! Just saying....
Your tough Queeny. The story is blowing me away! Thank you for letting us get to know you.
Hey Queen! Looking forward to the next story installment! I missed a few days in your journal. I noticed that you asked if you should nute your young plants or not. I like what OMM said about adding more medium to your soil. I would have done what you did and add very light nutes. I think you are doing great. Like Jandre said. It is great to have you and other people here as internet friends. I really enjoy my time here!Don't want to miss a page!
Wow Queen............What a jumble your young life was. Amazing that you could piece it together. Your older sister sure helped in putting it all together.
You already know my story. When I went into the Air Force I had a chance to find my mother, but since she left me in the hospital at birth...I just figured she didn't want me then....why would she want me later?
People change? okay.... SOMTIMES people change?okay, okay, okay... MAYBE sometimes people change?
Wow Queen............What a jumble your young life was. Amazing that you could piece it together. Your older sister sure helped in putting it all together.
Yeah, sometimes they do but it is rare. I use to think the same thing when it came to my sisters but they taught me different by their betrayal.
Yeah, well my adopted family showed me how it was to be a family. My two oldest biological sisters showed me how family meant nothing to them and there was no such thing as loyalty. And in their own special way, in their minds there was a method for their madness. And in some twisted way they felt justified in what they did....
Since this is basically about me and my relationship with my older sisters. I will refer to my oldest sister as J and the other sister as K. Between the two, J was my favorite sister, we just kind of had a vibe. Yeah, we would have our disagreements but we usually ended up making up. J is who we call the family historian. She remembers all kinds of things from our childhood that I don't remember. I later came to find out that between all of us, she was the one who came out of it scarred. She had been molested while in two foster homes before she was adopted. K was the type who was always about self, she never cared who she had to step on to get what she wanted. It was also that way when it came to men with her, she would put d*ck before family. To the point that she would cross boundaries with her own sisters as well as her own daughters. Me and J gave her the nickname, the whore of babylon. You'll understand why as I go further into the story. Just want you to get a feel of the personalities of my sisters.