Today, I snapped.. No, not "snapped". I "popped". My father's crazy temper got the worst of me. My head couldn't scream anymore, so I had to open my mouth and carefully release my flaming tongue. I know it was rude, but it made me feel half relieved. He always has a way of making me feel I'm a totally bad person. He makes me feel like I deserve to suffer. So I cried, and wished he knew me better.
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