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
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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 Fellahje citiraoпре 2 године
could always tell when I needed to laugh after a night spent listening to my parents fighting.
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fall was the word most often coupled with love, falling in and falling out of. How was that even possible?
Cathleen Guintoje citiraoпрошле године
His mom had hit him…a lot. I didn’t care how old he was; that wasn’t okay.
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We pretended and ignored the little and not-so-little reminders of her that we inevitably encountered every day.
Jordan Brewerje citiraoпре 5 месеци
met his eyes dead-on when he opened the door. “What did Mom want?”
As you should.
Jordan Brewerje citiraoпре 5 месеци
And she’d signed it Katheryn. Not Mom.
Damn.
Jordan Brewerje citiraoпре 5 месеци
Hate was such an ugly, infectious thing.
Yes it is, I hate hate
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