Worst night ever. It was my sister's Sweet Sixteen, and all night long I was disrespected, and made fun of...and...it hurts?
Pain is something I'm not used to.
Not recently.
For the first time in a while,
I miss her.
I miss those piercing eyes.
I miss those lips.
They speak soft words to me and me alone.
I never ment to betray you.
I never wanted you to
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