Bentley James Daniels
It's that wrong side of the tracks boy That break your heart and won't come back boy.
Married to @TheBarbiePimp I'm her bad boy
Rancher & Hell Raiser
Speaks my mind and does not care what you think
Mature Content Triggers
21+ RP Pimp / SL writer
#Clyde
@TheBarbiePimp -didn’t want her to be afraid of me when things got really bad. I didn’t want her going to someone else that didn’t have these issues. I didn’t want to lose her for being honest and right now that was my worst fear.]
[My hand rubbed the back of my neck tipping my head back under the hot water stream. This shower helped wash away the day’s sweat and dirt. My eyes closed and took me back to one of the many memories I shared with @TheBarbiePimp. The memory was so damn vivid that I felt my body -
@TheBarbiePimp -about this with Marley was even harder than I anticipated. Not because I didn’t want to talk about it, but I was triggering myself in the process. She needed to know these things, though if we ever planned on a future. This is the things that I was most afraid of though. I-
@TheBarbiePimp -she would love me, no matter what, but I don’t want her to see how bad things can get for me sometimes when the memories are too much.)
@TheBarbiePimp -go through no matter how badly I wanted her to know. It was so hard to sit here and act like I was fine when in reality I was very triggered just by thinking about everything that happened that day even the good things cause some issues for me sometimes. I know Marley said -
@TheBarbiePimp Yeah it was that night. [I kept taking deep breaths trying to get calm enough to talk about this. I didn’t know the best way to tell her everything. As it was I was struggling with this part of all of this. I never planned for Marley to find out about any of this the way she -
@TheBarbiePimp - have any idea why I was attacked or anything like that. I remember you visiting I remember what we did I remember you left but everything after that for like three weeks is either gone or a blur I don’t remember it.
@TheBarbiePimp -and my mom was making all that decisions. By the time I was in the condition to make decisions for myself, I could barely last two hours without having some sort of flashback trigger from it. I still get them obviously, it’s not something I like to talk about. I still don’t -