"You're a disgrace in this family! You had never done anything productive young man! I.don't.want.to.fucking.see.you.again.in.this.house! Get the hell out of here!"
"I don't fucking care of what you want. Yes, I'll go, because back there in the streets, I know someone can FUCKING understand me!"
He was all that I had. But he never let me feel the love and support I was asking for. I don't want independence, I want to be loved. To be happy. To feel the affection I've been longing for years. But how could I attain it? If I know no one will love a BASTARD like me?
