Anguish.
That's all you could feel at the moment, it's all you have been able to single out ever since you heard that knock on your door, accompanied by sorrowful expressions and worthless apologies. ...
The reality in which I rest
May not be the one where I display my best
And a quantity of it may be spent alone
Alone in my home
The sound of the raindrops dribble against the window
The rain flows alo...
"When I was young, my father pretended I didn't exist. My brother called me a useless crybaby who couldn't handle pain, and my mother liked to use me as her personal punching bag. All my other siblings didn't really care." I explained to them. "What did you do to change that?...
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