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𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍.

𝐓𝐖: 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐎𝐕:

I woke up bloody and bruised. My whole body was a mess. My clothes were ripped and blood drenched them. I could barely even think staight. My heart was no longer pounding, instead it felt like it wasn't even there. It was like a hard, grey rock had replaced my heart. I had already been here for nearly two days, I would say I had given up hope, but I gave up on that a while ago.

Why did my life always have to go so shitty?

The question seemed to leap around in my head, making my headache even worse. Of course, I knew the answer. My life was shitty because I was a shitty person.

I endanger everyone around me, putting them at risks of there own lifes. Just because of my fucked up family. Sometimes, I blame my own shittyness on my father. That he passed it down to me. No matter how many times I tell myself this, I can never believe it. Deep down I know its not true but I still like to tell myself it. I know that its my own fault. All of this is my fault, ever since the beginning. If I had never adopted Adora or Catra in the first place or gone to Brightmoon. If I had just died instead of my mother.

𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭/𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧.