Lately it’s been getting hard to control my temper. Mixed with not caring, I’m slowly becoming the toxic one.

My mom tried playing the pity card along with some waterworks. I didn’t care.


I didn’t want to care.

Something’s wrong with me.

I don’t think I deserve anything good in my life.

Despicable me.

Light isn’t the only thing that matters in this world.

Sometimes, even the dark can provide comfort.

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