I was dads favorite. maybe being molested every week was worth being someone's favorite. I miss him

all I've ever been is a substitute or a test subject to everyone. a substitute to my friends when their favorite wasn't around. a test subject for how sexual my parents could get with kids without punishment. its all I can ever be I guess

you all lie saying you'd miss my presence but isn't my presence just to fill in for when your favorite isnt around

and he's fucking mocking me simply talking about how much he liked him more. I get it. I was never your first option or his or anyones. nobody's favorite

I'm just so sick of loneliness and why live if there's nothing to live for

I'm not anyone's everything I've never been anyone's first option don't fucking lie to me

I ruined everything please cole I have nothing to lose

I really thought I finally could feel love without fear for once and I was completely fucking wrong

Cole as my father I need to ask you for permission to kill your son

do I have permission to off myself your honor