I want to take what's left. What's love? I'll save what's left.

[desolate_fear]

I can't stand this thing anymore. I try and tell her things, and she blows up at me, and suddenly it's all my fault. Suddenly I am responsible for the teenaged tantrums that spring forth from her vile and odiousness. I love her. To bits. But I'm so sick of being fucking trashed so that she can get her own way. But what sort of kid goes around

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[bluebl00d]

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