24 F. Last night two police officers arrived at my doorstep, since I had a mental breakdown, screamed and threw things around (I’ve been diagnosed with panic attacks and had recurrent thoughts of my parents abusing me verbally and mentally/emotionally.) Apparently, my lovely neighbors reported noise coming from the floor of the building that we live in.

This is the first time the cops came after me. They asked a few questions. At the same moment some baby was crying in another apartment, so they assumed it wasn’t me and they left. Phew, it was close.

Although to be honest, the policeman on the right was kinda hot. I wish he beat my a** with his nightstick and possibly let me touch his crotch. I need a p**** so bad, and policmen turn me on. Too bad my aunt was there.