اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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"Yo Gotta Stop Being in Denial and Start Accepting Things for What It Is."
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I really felt like dying when Taylor asked me to pack her things.
I just knew she was going to move back in with her mom. I hate the fact that I made her feel this way. I never wanted her in dangers way. I want her underneath my arm forever, and ever.
The past two days I have been home. I can't even get up to attend school. Of course Alexis went. She even had a girl over the other night.
Moving on so fast, it was obvious she didn't care. That or she tryna cope by fuckin random thots.
I don't know what to do anymore. I just need to stop blaming Alex for this. This is all my fault. How can I live with myself after this.
I brought her into this house that night. I brought her home from the park. I had feelings for her. When I should have never given in.
Taylor deserves a better friend. Alexis deserves a better sister. Mom deserves a better daughter. Dad deserves to be here. And I deserve to...
I shot up from the bed and ran downstairs. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I seen Alex at the refrigerator. So I tried to sneak past her and back upstairs.
I went into my room and grabbed my phone. Then I entered the bathroom. Locking the door behind me. I turned on the shower adjusting the water.
I took some soap and post some at the bottom of the tub. I waited for bibles to form. I stripped out of my clothes, and sat in the tub.
I let the pipe run as my body relaxed in the water. I lay my head back against the wall. Staring into the feeling as I contemplated my next move. At this point the water began to pour over the sides of the tub.
I'm sorry Taylor, but 𝔂𝓸𝓾 deserve better.
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اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
