I come through the door, upstairs and into the bathroom to confront them…
I have had enough..
“What are you still doing here? I thought I told you to leave?
You’ve caused me nothing but Fucking trouble. All your lies, all the deceit. Leave me the fuck alone. Stop trying to control my life. All you ever do is bring me down, swear at me, use me, abuse me I’ve had enough of your shit, find someone else to torment. You’ve cut me and bruised me beyond reason. The pills no longer help, the alcohol does nothing. So now its time for you to get the fuck out of my head, out of my house and out of my life. FUCK OFF… I hate coming home, every fucking day and having to talk to you, and look at You. You Fucking disgust me, look at yourself... You are a sad excuse for a person. You mean fucking nothing to me you piece of shit. Never fucking talk to me again. It is you who I never Ever want to see”
As I left the bathroom it dawned on me, I was looking in the mirror… Screaming at me.
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Friday, March 19, 2010
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