I think i jinxed it when I looked back to see how far I've come. The last two days have been hell. Upping each other in every aspect. Arguing with my mom, fighting with my dad and both end with me sobbing with a sad smile on my face.
My heart doesn't ache the way it used to. But the tears fall just the same. The tears barely alive as i wipe them to death.
Out of everything I said I wish I could take back the words from yesterday. I had felt I was better now i wish the same.
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Okay but i really did jinx it, every day since then has gotten progressively worse. I eat like a cow (suddenly) and everyone just fights and fights and fights. I don't wanna die but I do wish death on them. I pray they spend their last days rotting in solitary as anyone who sees them grimaces and spits on them. I pray they are left nothing but corpses, feeling the guilt and pain they made us grow accustomed to.
I wish my babies had a better life. I long for the day they will.
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Just Me Ranting
Non-Fictiondon't read it lmao, it just felt calming to post it as a book or whatever. TW if your sorry ass is reading this, mentions of su!c!dal thoughts and self h@rm.
