"Her daughter died
A couple of weeks ago"
She said.
"Oh that's awful"
The words slipped so easily out of his mouth
But I could tell they were meaningless.
Mom and dad,
Why do you try to make me feel like ****
I thought you were bad before but with grandma here it would be better. Yet you get worse. Your verbal attacks cut at my soul.
Oh how I wish I had my cigarettes and razor blades. At least then I wouldn't feel as alone.
Because my only friends, the only things I can count on to always be there, are cigs and cuts.
You did this to me.
Would it really be so awful?
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 8:52 PM UTC
"Her daughter died
A couple of weeks ago"
She said.
"Oh that's awful"
The words slipped so easily out of his mouth
But I could tell they were meaningless.
Mom and dad,
Why do you try to make me feel like ****
I thought you were bad before but with grandma here it would be better. Yet you get worse. Your verbal attacks cut at my soul.
Oh how I wish I had my cigarettes and razor blades. At least then I wouldn't feel as alone.
Because my only friends, the only things I can count on to always be there, are cigs and cuts.
You did this to me.
Would it really be so awful?