Round Four: Lyrics
Until Febuary 19th, 2012
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god
the pain here justm
any fic that makes me cry is good fic, but i don't have the ability to form proper sentences rn
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It has a Chicago postmark, uses his first name, and is handwritten. Not his mother’s hand, or his sister’s. Nobody else from Chicago would write to him.
I am writing to you to express my deepest apologies and to beg for your forgiveness for what I’ve done.
He knows immediately who it is, and suddenly it becomes a jumble, the words don't stay still.
I’ve been thinking about what happened for a long time, reflecting on my actions.
Morgan grabs the wall, trying to steady himself. He can hear the words in Buford’s voice in his head, the voice he hears in his nightmares, documenting his failures.
Being in prison has helped me to better understand what made me do the things that I did, that I inappropriately touched fifteen young boys over twenty years. He wonders if he’s going by a program of steps, of which one is admission. It’s not enough though, ‘inappropriately touched’ is diluted speak. He wonders why the letter isn’t just ‘I’m sorry I raped and molested you’ over and over again until the ink in the pen has gone ( ... )
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Awww I love you too <3
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Prentiss knows that in the end, it was her fault. She was the one who messed up, big time. She was the one who got pregnant as a teenager. She was the one who had an abortion.
But sometimes, she is overcome with so much loathing for her mother that it takes her breath away. In all those years, all she ever wanted was for her mother to be proud of her. Of what she did, of the job she chose, of her career, of the person she became.
Yet every time she called home, every time she was forced to face her mother, she looked into Ambassador Prentiss’s eyes and every smidgen of hope was destroyed. There was no making her mother proud, not after what she had done as a teenager. Not after how close she had brought the family to a full-blown scandal. Not after she had sex with someone her mother never approved of. Not after she almost threw her entire life away for one mistake made when she was longing for someone that loved her and showed her affection.
It’s the reason they clash like they do. The reason why all Emily can force herself to be ( ... )
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A corpse can't be disappointed; it can't threaten to disown you for mediocre grades and it can't make you feel like rebelling is the only way to preserve your sense of self.
Dead men can't belittle your accomplishments.
The divorce was filed as irreconcilable differences, but for people in the public eye, it's often just an excuse used to mask the truth. The press speculated about what it meant, most assuming an affair. They never came close to the answer and that's just fine with her.
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