B

Everyone knows the dangers of cigarettes, but you rarely hear how they’ve been pressed deep into a one year old’s thigh.

Fathers should love their daughters, they shouldn’t rape them before they are old enough to speak.

My sweet, precious, B. My heart breaks for you. What you have endured goes beyond abuse and into torture. I have no words for how much my heart breaks for you, for what has been stolen from you.

Grieve, my beautiful girl. Don’t say that crying makes you feel weak. You deserve to grieve.

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