I’m scared for the future, for me.
And you can say you love your children all the same. All the lies seething through your teeth. Fucking gross.
I don’t even want love, I want new parents, cause I know you all will never love me like other parents. How much I wished I wasn’t born.
I feel empty as usual. Nothing left in this soul of mine. Everything was sucked out of me, the only thing left is this shell with a minimum will to survive.