How are you going to be the cause of my tears and then pretend to console me without even saying sorry to at least feel like it means anything
Treat me like a rotten child, like a bother, the worst one of all your spawns, i'm sorry i can't be more like your favorite, i was sadly unplanned and born last, you seem to resent me for your own mistake, i'm sorry i couldnt tie my umbilical cord around my neck before damning you with my existence
"you're rude, you're rude, maybe you don't notice-" well thanks for the sweet words, that's precisely what i needed, not like you hurt me enough already before this lame attempt of consolation
Just recently you were complaining about your own mother now pretending to be something she isnt, as if all the damage she did to you never existed.
Well, breaking news, you're the exact same
Every day it becomes clearer and clearer, and i don't plan of having children, but if i ever do, i'll make sure to do one hell of a good job to not keep the cycle that you never tried to fix
"why don't you hug me back" You say, as you're actively tearing me apart, the irony would make me laugh if i didnt feel in such deep sorrow
Remember when your mother tried to hug you and you avoided her like the plague? Reminds you of anything?
You'll never convince me to believe all the things you say i am, because i know myself more than you'll ever know me, but id be lying if said the intent doesnt hurt
Just do your damage, and play dumb after you hear the effects of it causing yout child to sob and hyperventilate in the bathroom, it always works like a charm
Avoiding responsability has always been a good look on you
I need a hug and the reassurement that my birth wasnt a damnation to at least one of the people involved, someone who actually listens to me, perceives me as a human, and tries to understand me
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