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unknown of what day it is, unknown of what I feel, and unknown of whether I’m still alive because I certainly do not feel like I am.
How do you continue to live without the people that gave you the courage to breathe? Without the people who helped
It is not determination, or a will to live for them. It is hatred, it is rage, it is disgust, and it is the only thing that will keep me from dying. The one thing that will keep me from falling deeper into this black hole of nothingness.
I will become the monster he wished to create, and I will make him pray that I was never born.
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I may have to become a monster to take him down but, in the end, it will save the lives of many.
“You broke my heart. You were the one that was meant to comfort me when boys broke my heart, but instead, I ran to them and cried about you.”
“You made me hate myself. You made me wish I was never born. My own father, the one who gave me life, hurt me so deeply that you drove me to thoughts of harming myself. You made my life so bleak and hopeless that instead of hating you, I hated myself. I see the way fathers stare at their children in the capital. I see the tenderness in their gazes,
I know what unconditional love truly is. It was the way in which you were supposed to love me.”
“You are my home, Angel. I will go wherever you go.” Relief threatens to drag me under. “Azalea,” I murmur. “Azalea is my home.”
The smile that overtakes Knox’s face is one of pure joy and for the first time in days, I feel it flicker within my heart. A small beat for joy, a beat for the happiness I found again.
