It all started with the slam of the door, no I'm just going to hang out with some friends. My Mom's unhinged words; maybe I will kill myself. His betraying voice; it can't hurt, not like it's sex. My Dad's bipolar actions; I love you, but you have to stop doing the stupid shit like your little brother. The voice I thought would stay; I love you. The one I knew would leave; don't worry we'll be safe 'n fine. Her trusting words; you can tell me anything, I won't tell. And my bitter lies, I can take it.
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Teen FictionYou'd think I dye my hair black from how emo this is at points. Just trying to create a better outlet. Please try to enjoy :)
