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My mom could do nothing but look at the tragedy that befell me. I prevent my tears from dripping but the pain on my chest is so heavy that I can't help but cry. My

owing away my clothes, I gather all the

the door but it seems like they're deaf, they won't open it. I sit on the stairs with my hands on my face, feeling betrayed by my parents and

eb to pick up the phone. Seb is the reason why my parents kicked me out b

e, Seb answe

not belong to Seb, it was the voice of a woman who seemed to be in the middle

me. Just my luck, where am I suppose to go now? I can't rely on Seb anymore to shelter

sigh as I was trying to think for possible solutions to this mess that

I would just post on my twitter account for someone to let me sleep in their house for a night and they can have me in return. But what about the next few days? I have som

ing when the door opened again and my mom sho

ll here." Mom said while crying and gently pushed me, I hate the feeling of my mother pushing me out from the house but I

e where I spent most of my happy memories, because no matter what I do I know I will never change. My fam

account. I need shelter even just for tonight. I took out my cell

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stay tonight. Near Harbor, you can do whate

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fore the show started and I was asked if I can ramp another underwear, which I gladly accept. I love modeling underwear because it feels so liberating seeing the hungry

legal, I did not pursue this kind of job but I have an alter account on twitter where I post pictures of me wearing only a boxer briefs and sometimes completely naked with m

exy and hot but not my type. He's too manly for my liking, tho I know that he's a bottom. He offered his body to me too many times I lost

said in monotone to let him know tha

suggested but I just smiled at him and slowly move my head rejec

nse and immediately get inside the car where Stuart--my driver, is waiting for me. Well, Stuart is not my driver, he's a special ag

oon as I get in the car, he just nodded

an alternative route so we could get to the penthouse more easily. Moments later the car turned and I spot a sign beside th

y cellphone out of my pocket and a lot of emails popped up in the notification tab. I opened

ut to return my cellphone in my pocket when I remembered my alter account

tos and some homemade porn videos. I read the first tweet that was shown on the sc

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stay tonight. Near Harbor, you can do whate

that no one can recognize him. This man on the photo is exactly my type, he has a twink body.

nt to Ashton's account first, I think this is his name, and I pressed the follow button and turned on the notification to notify me in his next tweets. Of course,

ter account until my hands get numb so I turned