And So The Story Grows
reeferchief
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And all she kept was a memory, as she swept her feet and her soiled white dress out the door, it slammed loud behind her, sounded like a sawn off shotgun shell fired in a dark alley, the bang reverberating echos through her mind, in her distressed state, these haunting thoughts of being powerless being nothing she wanted, all off someone else forced on her, that grubby bastard wouldn't do this shit again, she'd seen to that, he lay asleep as she stabbed his neck with the bottle he had swug from earlier, no more victims to live in fear of.
All he ever had were the taunts of those bullys, ginger prick, fat fuck, ugly bastard, they echoed when no one was there in person to taunt, they haunted him, just voices in his head, the anguish and the torment, making him feel bitter, no one ever loved, even his parents mocked him, made his life a misery, in all this pressure turning to alcohol, as he grew older, no confidence to be had, but what it felt like, to be with a woman he wondered and so he found her in the bar, white dress shimmering under the sleazy lights, like some sort of angel from paradise.
All they'd ever known was what they saw abusive familys arguing, taunting each other across the dinner table, mocking each other as if the normal thing to do, the kids picked up on this and took it to their targets in the school yard, bullying those that stood were not the same as the rest "look at that fat ginger kid, lets make his life a misery" feelings devoid of, this is how to be, it's what our parents show us, so we should be the same, lets mock that kid over there he's spotty and covered in freckles and what about her with her hair cut under a bowl, lets just spread the misery that we see every night.
All he ever had were the taunts of those bullys, ginger prick, fat fuck, ugly bastard, they echoed when no one was there in person to taunt, they haunted him, just voices in his head, the anguish and the torment, making him feel bitter, no one ever loved, even his parents mocked him, made his life a misery, in all this pressure turning to alcohol, as he grew older, no confidence to be had, but what it felt like, to be with a woman he wondered and so he found her in the bar, white dress shimmering under the sleazy lights, like some sort of angel from paradise.
All they'd ever known was what they saw abusive familys arguing, taunting each other across the dinner table, mocking each other as if the normal thing to do, the kids picked up on this and took it to their targets in the school yard, bullying those that stood were not the same as the rest "look at that fat ginger kid, lets make his life a misery" feelings devoid of, this is how to be, it's what our parents show us, so we should be the same, lets mock that kid over there he's spotty and covered in freckles and what about her with her hair cut under a bowl, lets just spread the misery that we see every night.
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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