And as I closed the door, the only person I hated was myself.
It’s the pushing people away, never do that, it hurts more
tasazivkovic6har citeretsidste år
footing, fall forward and my much-anticipated Pepsi becomes a sacrificial lamb. Brown fluid drips down the shirts of both boys, because I’m just talented that way. “Oh, my gosh.” Hand to my mouth, fake wide eyes. “I’m so so
Minyar Fellahhar citeretfor 2 år siden
could always tell when I needed to laugh after a night spent listening to my parents fighting.
h1221har citeretsidste år
fall was the word most often coupled with love, falling in and falling out of. How was that even possible?
Cathleen Guintohar citeretsidste år
His mom had hit him…a lot. I didn’t care how old he was; that wasn’t okay.
Cathleen Guintohar citeretsidste år
We pretended and ignored the little and not-so-little reminders of her that we inevitably encountered every day.
Jordan Brewerhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
met his eyes dead-on when he opened the door. “What did Mom want?”
As you should.
Jordan Brewerhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
And she’d signed it Katheryn. Not Mom.
Damn.
Jordan Brewerhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
Hate was such an ugly, infectious thing.
Yes it is, I hate hate
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