Dear Indication

"I feel so greatly insignificant," I tell her, tears forming in my eyes. She just shrugs.
"I know you do, Scarlett." She pauses, her eyes telling me the story of how she fell in and out of love, and seeing all the scars left on her soul, that she did - and still doesn't - deserve.

This is the thoughts of an insignificant, non-mattering teenage girl, who's life is a mess right now. It's a story about wanting to find love, despite seeing it fall apart right in front of you. It's my story.


2. 22:42 | Tuesday | 2nd of December 2014

Who the hell do you think you are? Who the hell gave you the right to blame all of this on me? How is it my fault that our father is drinking?

Let me tell you how. I have the balls and the guts to do everything you wanted to do the last 15 years, and you're mad that a 16 year old can do exactly what you never could. But that's not my fault. It's not my fault

You make me believe that I'm the one who's tearing this family apart, but in reality, it's you. You are tearing it apart, and I am sick of it. I am so fucking tired of it, and most importantly I am sick of the one being blamed for what you are doing, because in all honesty, this is not my fault. This is me being exactly what I want to be - a human being who stands her grounds and will not let anyone bury her beneath it.

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