poor child I'd risk getting busted by a truck just to be his mother
god i want to see him all grown up and better and having his own chosen family still with his permed hair i cant stop crying fck me
all because parents failed to take responsibility for the life they brought into the world
u know what? why dont u just take a knife and stab me? i bet it would hurt less than this
enough already i know how it'll end now let's skip to the good part i beg
i wrote once in my journal that the last people I'll ever love my whole life (i was 15 something) was my family. i said that not as a romantic confession but as a surrender to this cycle of building resentment and being guilty for the resentment then forgiving them for the slightest gesture of kindness. i thought love was sht, a curse. the consciousness of that scared all the love in me, the familial hold was impossible to shake off so i just decided I'll never start anything.
i totally get it, it was confusing and it was hell.
tbh, he's too cute and hot to be suffering. it feels like a violation of the natural balance of life for him to be treated so unfairly by the world. actually, he should be paid just by existing.
how he went INSANE without him is scratching a very specific itch i have never thought existed before *evil laugh* the longing the loss the grief the heartbreak it hurts so good
man if u wont kill them at least have the courage to die, I'd rather be feasted on by worms than by men
i was wondering why the author kept going and looks like she was boiling some nasty ass soup in the pan (unpopular opinion: i kinda like it cos hwayoung looks so pretty crying)
i remember u refused to put a label so u really cant be acting like a dramaqueen (gender neutral) right now
i like this part of mpregs lol i hope there's like 10 more of showing how hard pregnancy is (not that I'll know)
i said i should marinate this and here i am. back after every update