My thoughts oscillate between disbelief, betrayal, hurt, and rage. I want to hurt them. I want to show them just how much they fucked up. The thought of being under their roof for a second longer fills my body with fury, and now, I know what I have to do. Hot tears spill out of the corners of my eyes. I’ve never felt so lonely before. So empty and hollow. Boys can break your heart, but family? They can rip it to shreds and pull every single comfort you’ve ever had out from under you. It’s unsettling and disconcerting.
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