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Hello, there The angel from my nightmare The shadow in the background of the morgue The unsuspecting victim Of darkness in the valley We can live like Jack and Sally if we want Where you can always find me And we'll have Halloween on Christmas And in the night, we'll wish this never ends We'll wish this never ends

I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you

Where are you? And I'm so sorry I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick, strange darkness Comes creeping on, so haunting every time And as I stare, I counted The webs from all the spiders Catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you And hear your voice of treason Will you come home and stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you) Don't waste your time on me, you're already The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you

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Reblogging so this post is at the top

2024.02.15 3:50am

My father and step mother, Albert and Guin, have confiscated my legitimate, non-expired prescription sleep & hyperhydrosis medication and it’s taken its toll on my mental health; it’s been getting worse and worse as the days go by :( today marks the 9th day I haven’t been able to sleep.

My egg donor Linda threatened to disown me if I posted this link but I have nothing to lose anymore. The inheritance isn’t worth it.

My ex “Albie” (who unfortunately shares the same first name as my dad— the one from my most recent post) whom I’ve been living with for nearly two years now in Vegas is feigning concern for me to my parents, but has been abusive behind closed doors since this past March. We were okay until Christmas of 2023, but once I started taking getting clean seriously for new years and became unable to cook and clean/began refusing to be his human fleshlight due to withdrawals, he kicked me out with nowhere to go.

I’ve asked a trusted friend to post more of my stories of pain to my subreddit r/chaneru. TW: abuse, neglect, r*pe, and more.

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Reblogging for those who don’t have a tumblr account. I should’ve learned my lesson from the first gambling addict I dated back in 2015. Posting screenshots for the timestamps and geolotags. I’m not proficient enough in photoshop to fake these pics. Some of you may even remember them

That’s $25,000 USD per chip.

I found some more old texts. I think these were from around May 2022 as well? Since around age 24 I’ve always assumed I’m the crazy one so I put up with this. He truly offered me 10k/month and I turned it down. Obviously he couldn’t afford it and I knew it. I also didn’t want that from him because I truly loved him and didn’t see him as just a sugar daddy anymore. Also, you can’t do 4 or 5 days of rehab. That’s just not how it works. (Speaking from a lot of experience lol)

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March 2022, Japan. Warning— it’s a long listen and if you don’t have time just skip down. The heavy stuff is posted all the way down, but I didn’t realize tumblr forces you to make an account to see it. But it really does show his true colors and the dynamic of our “relationship”.

This is the only time I was able to record “Albie” yelling and swearing at me, though there have been many many other times while I cried. I’ve never yelled at him like that. You can tell by my tone of voice that I was used to it. You can even hear him telling me to stop recording him. This was in Japan after he had taken the WiFi and keys and umbrella and I was waiting outside our apartment in the cold and rain alone.

It was March 2022, literally one day after the mask mandate was “officially” legally lifted, but culturally everyone was wearing a mask. We couldn’t get into a taxi because the driver claimed he “couldn’t navigate to an address” when “Albie” wasn’t wearing a mask.

He was supposedly booking a flight to abandon me in Japan. He even packed his bags. He later admitted he couldn’t book a flight or couldn’t afford the last minute ones available and dramatically pretended to pack his bags to….. destroy me psychologically? He even said he’d stay in California. Little did I know I should have left then. And he didn’t want me to come back.

Side note— I had done ALL of the planning for the Japan trip and it stressed me out so much I cried and begged him for at least some help/input. He even complained he was bored when I didn’t know where else to take him or if my plans didn’t meet his expectations. I took him to hold real owls, eat true matcha soba (—he loved that so much that he ordered it in bulk; I ate it every day while he was gone m-f and again when he came back on the weekends, I’m so sick of it lol—) I took him to meet real deer and taught him how to make them bow, I took him to temples and shrines, we got to see a genuine Japanese wedding ceremony, I took him to Tsukiji fish market twice, I introduced him to so many of my friends and even my host mother and host sisters;

I used my connections to get him exclusive access to multiple teamLab exhibits (PLANETS and teamLab botanical garden Osaka) and my friend was kind enough to take us to a very famous fish-your-own- meal spot, as well as give us a personalized tour of teamLab planets Osaka where he worked as an engineer. I also served as a personal tour guide/translator to Ikebukuro aquarium and the surrounding area including Sunshine City, most of Tokyo including Harajuku, Shibuya and Dogenzaka, Nakano Broadway, Ginza, the largest s3x shop in Tokyo in Akihabara, horse meat sashimi, Kabuchicho, my old workplace, SEGA Joypolis and DECKS. Asakusa, ICHIRAN, true 回転寿司 (revolving sushi)、 the bullet train to Kyoto, Osaka, Kimono Rentals, True natural 温泉 (hot springs) in a traditional 旅館 (Japanese inn) Hakone.

I even asked my friends to get us reservations that I couldn’t get because I didn’t have a Japanese phone number; I showed him amazing food with an incredible yen exchange rate. Like I said, I was his personal translator and tour guide. And he took it all for granted.

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2024.02.15 3:50am

My father and step mother, Albert and Guin, have confiscated my legitimate, non-expired prescription sleep & hyperhydrosis medication and it’s taken its toll on my mental health; it’s been getting worse and worse as the days go by :( today marks the 9th day I haven’t been able to sleep.

My egg donor Linda threatened to disown me if I posted this link but I have nothing to lose anymore. The inheritance isn’t worth it.

My ex “Albie” (who unfortunately shares the same first name as my dad— the one from my most recent post) whom I’ve been living with for nearly two years now in Vegas is feigning concern for me to my parents, but has been abusive behind closed doors since this past March. We were okay until Christmas of 2023, but once I started taking getting clean seriously for new years and became unable to cook and clean/began refusing to be his human fleshlight due to withdrawals, he kicked me out with nowhere to go.

I’ve asked a trusted friend to post more of my stories of pain to my subreddit r/chaneru. TW: abuse, neglect, r*pe, and more.

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I close my eyes, for once I don't have to try

I'm well-wishing for a life, I picture you happy, oh

In the weeds, we walked, your hand running through the moss

I was so lost in thought, but you were there living

You've taken me with you

Can I slow the days? I wish that I'll find the faith

I'll die and I'll save your place and you'll never suffer

We'll stay together

Oh, it's not alright, that one day we're all out of time

I'll write you another life, I'm sorry for crying

It's just that I love you

"One day" can't be far enough

I had lost my sight

So you sang to me the beauty you'd been seeing

If I can't stop time

I'll build a world where God cannot take us

There's no need to think of time

But then, you said, "Don't think of the time that's left

You're spending it in your head, I just want you laughing"

I'm sorry for crying, I just want you happy

So at last, goodbye

I'll be happy just to have known you

And we wished each other well

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March 2022, Japan. Warning— it’s a long listen and if you don’t have time just skip down. The heavy stuff is posted all the way down, but I didn’t realize tumblr forces you to make an account to see it. But it really does show his true colors and the dynamic of our “relationship”.

This is the only time I was able to record “Albie” yelling and swearing at me, though there have been many many other times while I cried. I’ve never yelled at him like that. You can tell by my tone of voice that I was used to it. You can even hear him telling me to stop recording him. This was in Japan after he had taken the WiFi and keys and umbrella and I was waiting outside our apartment in the cold and rain alone.

It was March 2022, literally one day after the mask mandate was “officially” legally lifted, but culturally everyone was wearing a mask. We couldn’t get into a taxi because the driver claimed he “couldn’t navigate to an address” when “Albie” wasn’t wearing a mask.

He was supposedly booking a flight to abandon me in Japan. He even packed his bags. He later admitted he couldn’t book a flight or couldn’t afford the last minute ones available and dramatically pretended to pack his bags to….. destroy me psychologically? He even said he’d stay in California. Little did I know I should have left then. And he didn’t want me to come back.

Side note— I had done ALL of the planning for the Japan trip and it stressed me out so much I cried and begged him for at least some help/input. He even complained he was bored when I didn’t know where else to take him or if my plans didn’t meet his expectations. I took him to hold real owls, eat true matcha soba (—he loved that so much that he ordered it in bulk; I ate it every day while he was gone m-f and again when he came back on the weekends, I’m so sick of it lol—) I took him to meet real deer and taught him how to make them bow, I took him to temples and shrines, we got to see a genuine Japanese wedding ceremony, I took him to Tsukiji fish market twice, I introduced him to so many of my friends and even my host mother and host sisters;

I used my connections to get him exclusive access to multiple teamLab exhibits (PLANETS and teamLab botanical garden Osaka) and my friend was kind enough to take us to a very famous fish-your-own- meal spot, as well as give us a personalized tour of teamLab planets Osaka where he worked as an engineer. I also served as a personal tour guide/translator to Ikebukuro aquarium and the surrounding area including Sunshine City, most of Tokyo including Harajuku, Shibuya and Dogenzaka, Nakano Broadway, Ginza, the largest s3x shop in Tokyo in Akihabara, horse meat sashimi, Kabuchicho, my old workplace, SEGA Joypolis and DECKS. Asakusa, ICHIRAN, true 回転寿司 (revolving sushi)、 the bullet train to Kyoto, Osaka, Kimono Rentals, True natural 温泉 (hot springs) in a traditional 旅館 (Japanese inn) Hakone.

I even asked my friends to get us reservations that I couldn’t get because I didn’t have a Japanese phone number; I showed him amazing food with an incredible yen exchange rate. Like I said, I was his personal translator and tour guide. And he took it all for granted.

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I found some more old texts. I think these were from around May 2022 as well? Since around age 24 I’ve always assumed I’m the crazy one so I put up with this. He truly offered me 10k/month and I turned it down. Obviously he couldn’t afford it and I knew it. I also didn’t want that from him because I truly loved him and didn’t see him as just a sugar daddy anymore. Also, you can’t do 4 or 5 days of rehab. That’s just not how it works. (Speaking from a lot of experience lol)

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He actually asked me if he could come home lmfaooo

For context: this was sometime in May 2022.

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When I asked for money for pads so I wouldn’t bleed on his bed, suddenly he changed his mind and started threatening me with lawyers and evictions after his initial offer of letting me stay with turtle until march 31 with 200/wk for food. I’ve had experience dating men with gambling addictions (lol, Tommy) so I know that when they lose they’ll take it out on me. When “Albie” and I first met in Feb 2021, we won 1k together gambling and he gave it all to me. He took me shopping, took me to massages, spoiled me… I was so stupid. I have experience with gamblers. When it’s up then it’s up, when it’s down… then it’s taken out on me.

I never threatened a lawsuit. I only said that I’d finally stop keeping my silence on how he’s been treating me (some may call it abuse, idk, I’m used to being raped and controlled) if he truly didn’t care about turtle and I freezing to death or worse in current record 29 degree Fahrenheit Vegas literally snowing nights.

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For context: I had texted his best friend to ask how I could make his birthday special, even though he abandoned me on mine. He also forced me into a rehab where I had two seizures due to an improper taper. I have PTSD from rehab. Rehabs are for-profit organizations that charge your insurance 3k/day. My first rehab I went to I was sexually harassed daily. I was the only asian female. Everyone else was male and was there for crack or meth or heroin (which I don’t do.) one of my friends escaped from rehab and overdosed on heroin and died.

Regarding EDC: I had the opportunity for two backstage passes and he said yes. He knew about it for weeks in advance. I was so excited to be able to go backstage with my love. Ordinarily I wouldn’t be able to take a boy backstage with me (industry people, iykyk.) The day of, he suddenly told me he didn’t want to go because he “had work the next day and needed to sleep.” But he said I could still go. So I went by myself, stupidly believing he meant he’d really let me go. He blew up my phone the entire night and didn’t sleep anyway. I unfortunately had backstage WiFi so every text went through and my night was ruined trying to keep him happy. Then he said I couldn’t stay out with my friends or meet Pasquale, and forced me to come home, but then when I did he made me very much regret coming home.

He had also agreed to give me 200/wk for food, as you can see in the previous texts, but he “changed his mind” as you can see. He “changes his mind” often and I’m powerless to do anything but accept it.

He also knows how afraid I am to put anything on my credit card because I’m in so much debt already and he has proven he won’t reimburse me for anything at all anymore, even if I had asked in advance and he had approved it and promised to reimburse me.

He had also deactivated my door code and took turtle hostage while I was in the hospital, so when I got back, I couldn’t get inside. It was night. It was cold. All I was wearing was a hospital gown.

MOST RELEVANT OF ALL: He asks a rhetorical, “who paid for your k?”

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For context, DECKS means “sex”.

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Now that I know my phone can post to tumblr I’ll post all of the evidence I have. For context, he claims he could’ve made 300k investing in crypto (doubtful; he’s a poker and sports gambling addict) instead of taking care of me. We met on a sugar daddy site “seeking arrangement” which is why he said he would take care of me. He made me lie to his friends and say we met on a dating app. He forces me to make him lunch, because after that I’m withdrawing. Otherwise he leaves to get his own food and I have to beg for leftovers.

Also for context about living upstairs: I cannot go upstairs because of a genetic knee problem. He also abandoned me in the rain in a foreign country, taking the WiFi AND the apartment keys. I waited outside of the apartment with no WiFi in the rain for him to let me in. He also wants sex from me more than once a day, if that’s not clear enough. I do my best to give it once a day, even though I’m not feeling well to keep him in a good mood. Otherwise I know from experience he will kick me out or otherwise hurt me.

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I’ve only just realized that he’s cut off my internet on my laptop and other devices so I’ll have to rely on my phone’s reception which isn’t good. Netflix and other streaming services on his tvs aren’t working either.

He has a habit of isolating me. For the past two years I’ve sacrificed partying or living the vegas life because he punishes me if I do. When we first met, he was chill. Then when I became dependent on him I lost my freedom. He takes away his car every week when he leaves so I spend half of my life alone (thankfully with turtle). And it’s gotten to the point where I have to beg him for DD credit food or eat instant ramen. He later claims I could eat lobster but he froze them all solid, and I lovingly cooked many lobster tails for him in the past, but I can’t make them because he froze the entire tray together.