All the stars above, yet I still couldn't look away from you're starry eyed gaze.
It was summer in South Park. I met this boy at the bridge I used to go to back when I was younger. Something about him felt like home; a promise and an oath I have kep...
THANK YA'LL SO MUCH FOR MAKING MY BOOK RANK UP TO ONE OF THE TOP 10 BOOKS IN "#Goth" IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME THAT MY LITTLE BOOK SURPASSED THOUSANDS OF BOOKS THAT HAS A BIGGER COMMUNITY THAN I HAVE. TYSM. I WILL FOREVER CHERISH SUCH MOMENTS 😭💗
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"Running away is easy, it's the leaving that's hard. - And loving you was easy It was you leaving that scarred." - Time moves slow, BADBADNOTGOOD
"YOU DO NOT DARE TO PUT SUCH BLAME ON GRANDMA!" I yelled with the grittiest burning passion of anger I have in me; towards my "father", Thomas. - In fact, I cannot even think of him as my own.
"Arranged marriage. That's the story, you're stupid grandma wants me to marry a woman. So she created this abomination." He ruthlessly responded.
I couldn't pick my words on the situation I got myself upon. The flush of burden curiosity has conquered my thoughts; as to why(s) and reason(s) that could've been revealed earlier. I can't help but clench my jaw out of guilt, anger, and a hence of bargaining. - As to that; I'm not fond of anger, so such feelings had led me to shred tears that belittles me into despair.
I was about to utter something towards his face but I can't even look him in the eye nor stand his demeanor portrait in front of me. Although, I still want him to try to be my father. - and by that, I can have some peace to know that I am still capable of being loved.
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