After a long conversation with her father, grabbing something to eat from the staff lounge with his permission. Taylor walked outside, walked toward him. She’d seen him in group, thought he was pretty cool. “ I’m Taylor... you okay?” The mixed skinned beauty asked as she knelt down in front of him, she knew what was like to be haunted by shit. What her father didn’t know was that one of her moms boyfriends had gotten physical with her, then being verbally abused by her mother. Her life was a mess, if her dad was able to get her out of the institute and her sister away from her mother life would be great.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="33333" data-username="@Gannameade" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/33333/">@Gannameade</a>