the rusty knife slicing my skin in long angry strokesboiling water carrys them blood staining her legs.why did she let this happen?useless, fat, ugly ..
im sorry what ive done, and what im going to do. mum i never ment to hurt you.but this is all too much, i dont know how to go on.but ill stay, suffer ..
Cant you see it? the beast that i've become.with my eyes fulled with angerand my heart as cold as ice.You trained me well,to stop me from being happy,..