July 26 - 2:10 PM

{aggressively biting nails, on the edge of tears} "Why can't you go away?"

"Because this is my job, shit-head. Because you're a waste of life. Look at yourself! Sitting there, doing nothing. You're afraid to try because you fear failure, but you hate yourself for doing nothing. It's an endless cycle."

"A-Are you saying I should try?"

"I'm saying you're useless. What do you have to offer the world?"

"I write music..."

"Is anyone ever going to hear your songs on the radio?"

"...no..."

"Exactly. You have nothing to offer the world. You'll never change it. You'll never change anything."

"I-I saved J-Josh..."

"You'll never have children. You'll never have a family. Who would want to marry a psychopath like you? Who wants to marry someone who hears voices? Who wants to marry someone who talks to creatures that don't exist? Who wants to marry a little bitch like you; someone who hurts themselves, who cries in the middle of the night, and who can't take care of themselves?"

"I-"

"You listen to me, and you listen good. You were nothing then, you're nothing now, and you will die as nothing. You. Are. WORTHLESS!"

_________________________

A/N: Sorry this book is so depressing





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