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Who knew making loud noises would freak someone with PTSD out?
I did for one. So does my family. How hard is it not to slam doors or throw things down the stairs?
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Oh fuck
Just felt like someone was right behind me. Almost, emphasis on almost, touching the back of my neck.
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Can people please talk to me?
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So…
As I was coming home got three chavs stopping and staring at me, it was late. I survived and infact walked right by them, looking straight ahead, seeing ‘em in the corner of my eye.
Welshman. Interested in all kinds of stuff. Just look through what I post and you will understand. Please be my friend.
Patriotic, queer, far left, practically a communist, has had an... interesting past that I still have nightmares about. Nothing weird going on here, expect some feminism and military stuff.
Currently in college, doing public services. (Prepares me to do the Military or Police)
This is my personal Tumblr so expect personal stuff too. I am single, if you were curious.
Former Self-harmer.
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