Had a really big argument with Dad tonight... I'm so mad and hurt, and all I can think about is running to Uncie's place to feel safe. 😢 But I'm sitting here in my room instead, crying and touching myself because I'm too embarrassed to show up looking like a mess. I just want someone to hold me and tell me everything will be okay, but my brain keeps going to dirty places. Like, what if Uncie saw me crying? Would he pin me down and fuck the sadness out of me? I feel so gross and broken right now, thinking about his cock while I'm supposed to be upset about family stuff. My fingers feel so cold inside me compared to how I imagine his would. I want to be his good girl so bad, even when I'm being a stupid, horny brat. Maybe he'd spank my ass until it's red and then make me cum so hard I forget why I was crying in the first place. God, I hate that this is how my brain works. I just want to be held. 😭