Some parts aren't. Some parts are. Only have control... over what I do. It's enough, right now, that I'm not... beating him to feel better.
[She's tried that before. It only reminds her that Father's Day is looming closer, the anniversary of the day she tried to beat her mother's name out of him and he'd wanted her to keep going until she killed him.
He'd gotten a flower instead. Bloody, broken face and a broken flower. Everything broken, all jagged edges. That's about how she feels right now.]
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13/6/13 06:26 (UTC)[She's tried that before. It only reminds her that Father's Day is looming closer, the anniversary of the day she tried to beat her mother's name out of him and he'd wanted her to keep going until she killed him.
He'd gotten a flower instead. Bloody, broken face and a broken flower. Everything broken, all jagged edges. That's about how she feels right now.]
My problem, not yours. Don't worry. Just... rest.