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Basically some thoughts. Some feelings. Somethings I want to save and don't mind sharing. Please no reviews though. This is my personal thoughts. I don't want people judging them. PM me if you must.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 4 - Words: 514 - Updated: 02-12-13 - Published: 08-28-12 - id: 3054105
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11/10/12 - Night
Mummy's hype
Daddy's high
Little girl
Wants to die
11/11/12
Shut Up
"Shut up, shut up, shut UP!" she screams in her head, under her calm, cold facade. She listens to the shouts and words passed back and forth, the highs and lows of crying and and roaring of her weak father. The unknowing instigating voice of her bipolar mother. How the fuck was she to perform today? How the fuck was she to stay happy today? How the fuck was she to celebrate her birthday weekend?
A/N: So Nov. 9th was my birthday! Which was oh-so-nicely ruined by my father, and then my mother joined in with her no good, let down comments.
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