it's kind of hard to not think i am. my father left when i was so young that i can't even remember his name or face. and my mother made a point of reminding me that it was because of me the reason he left. that looking after a kid "broke" him and really made a mess of the love they had for one another and that's why she needed to be in a better place and how inconvenient it was that i was still around, that if i wasn't she could just move on with her life
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i grew up doing my best to not be in anyone's way. it took me so long to have one friend
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i grew up doing my best to not be in anyone's way. it took me so long to have one friend