"where is my son?"
none of us can answer him
probably somewhere sleeping
we all feel sorry for our swimming instructor
disappointed the gray haired man shakes his head
"he doesn't appreciate me"
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anchor | ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ: ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ
Fanfiction❝how i wish you had drowned me in that bathtub sixteen years ago, dad❞ [book two, can be read as standalone] WARNING: profanity, violence, homophobic acts etc.
