watch everything go

realize

I think the paper walls were starting to break apart.

I don't know how I didn't notice it before.

I was in my room, per usual. And Mom and Dad kept screaming at each other.

No longer at themselves.

They already hated themselves enough to start hating each other.

I didn't hate myself.

I didn't hate them.

They were just two broken.

The ceiling was boring, I realized that too.