i’m not crying you’re crying: @vstridb & @bcrnvdottc click for HQ
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i’m not crying you’re crying: @vstridb & @bcrnvdottc click for HQ
there are too many things he could be angry about. he’s gone through every phase past their last face-to-face, from anger to frustration to REGRET, to shame ( never shout at your mother anton, n e v e r ! ) to worry, to bitterness all over again. his emotions have always been quiet — thoughtful. it should never have escalated.
he’d entered with a knock, head bowed in respect, but draws himself to full height now, thick brows in all their furrowed glory. ❛ how lo— ❜ no, don’t be confrontational. ❛ it’s good to see you mamma ... finally. ❜ // @bcrnvdottc
❛ i can believe you’re still trying to resist this. it’s been months mamma. i’m fine. ❜ @bcrnvdottc
"Di te amo anche le lacrime"
E mi sembra normale che mia madre, appena tornata a casa, la prima cosa che faccia sia assicurarsi che io abbia fatto il mio "dovere", non di salutarmi, è naturale, che appena cerco di parlarle la prima cosa che fa è dirmi che non mi devo comportare in quel modo con le mie sorelle, non come potrei stare io, o perché mi sia comportata in quella maniera. Ed è normale che sia colpa mi anche se le mie sorelle litigano tra di loro, no?