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Tyler's P.o.v

I woke up to go downstairs to get a glass of water, when I heard my parents arguing like usual.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry I ruined your life. I'm sorry I can't make you happy anymore." My mom said softly.
"So is this it? Are we getting a divorce?"

I stopped listening.
I went upstairs and laid down on my race car bed.

-~|(side note)|~-
I know it's short. I know they're getting worse. I know they're getting sadder.
I'm sorry.
I'm just not okay right now.
But I shall continue to update until you guys
Tell me to stop.
So I love you guys.
Stay alive |-/
- love, Megan

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