Brotherhood // cameron dallas

Pre-One

I always wanting to smile. Even I can't give anybody a fake smile. I'm not fluent of faking or lying. I just want to smile, even the world deny me to. I owe smiles to everybody, they're trying to sums up my life but I don't taking any of it or give 'em back.

Life as a gloomy girl isn't as easy as you think. You should be able to get life beside your life is an explosion. Tears and beers are my best friend. We're knowing each other. Let me explain what word 'love' that I know.

Love is Mom.

Every single blood that streaming up my body, is a spirit she gave to me to pretend I'm O.K.. Nobody loves her more than I do. Do you have to met any angel? I usually do, but since that shit happen, they're gone like a dust. It just take a day to separate me and my angel.

I've got a guardian now, but he's not full-guard, he's called 'Dad'. It's funny how to call a satan with 'Dad'.

Everything beautiful gone bad and painful since I lived with Dad. Let's get straight, just setting your mind that thus man dressed in jacket and hat is named 'Dad'. Because I really wouldn't to.

Divorce.

What is that? A separation? It seperating me and my only reason to life. It seperating me and god (because since I lived with Dad, we were never pray again). But whatever it is, I do hate it, and I don't want my marriage going through like that.

How could you tough every single time those screaming voice aloud clearly in your ear? They're fighting for their ego, but no one save us.

I'm just an abusive little girl.

I do need friends.

I miss Mom.