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So, this is me. I am Steven Michael Patrick Wolff. I own that names and it gets to be mine until the end of time. So with that, yes, let's discuss. I don't particularly know where I'm suppose to begin. I could start at my awful childhood, which within genuine reality is actually quite lovely and most would find sardantic. However, it's "my" bad. I had two lovely parents. I called them Mommy and Daddy. Never Mom and Dad, and never any variation upon those entitlements. I was smart. I was pretty. So I'm going to call all men out. At age 14 you want to be pretty. I'm 33 and I'm still looking for it. However, I called my parents with such a name I believed required true respect. I didn't give them respect as a teen. I was a fucking monster. I had the ability to anialte small cities with my actions. I could destroy a picnic full of happy emoji butterflies with my actions. I didn't learn the hard way. I have and assume I will always get what I want. I'm really attractive and I have an amazing body and most men want to eat it, or fuck it, or touch it. Apparently I am just suppose to sit back and allow this behavior. Let's be real. I don't allow people