𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲; Intense, excessive, and persistent worry and fear about everyday situations. Fast heart rate, rapid breathing, sweating, and feeling tired may occur

"B-But no, why did you hit my mommy?!" The six year old boy whimpered to his dad, earning himself a hard slap onto his face. "Stop fucking crying, you are a boy you can't be shedding no tear like you some type of bitch, you hear me?" The father hovered his height over his son, winning dominance. "Now get ya soft ass on," and with that, Horace did as told, taking off in embarrassment. © A NARDO WICK FANFICTION.

❝𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩, 𝘜𝘩-𝘶𝘩. 𝘎𝘭𝗂𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩.❞ -𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 #1 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘤𝘬

ᴇxᴛʀᴀᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀʀʏ; ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴜɴᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ, ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ, ᴏʀ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ

Do you remember who you were, 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞? 'Cause 𝐈 do.

ʟᴜᴍɪɴᴏᴜꜱ; ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴏʀ ꜱʜᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛ; ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ꜱʜɪɴɪɴɢ, ᴇꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ.

Spread all of my 𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒷𝓈 out and let you lay in it.