• lifeinhell 24w

    A Family Of Devil's Part Seventy-Six

    On a Friday afternoon of June 18th 1993.

    I had found out that. My loopy aunt Cindy. My uncle John. My younger uncle Sean. The ghost face white one and my cousin Brian. All that and a bag of stale chips. Had all gone to Downey park. Without even having the common decency. To ask me if. I had wanted to go with them. So now that's. How mean they really are to me. It's just as if. I don't even exist at all because. They don't even fucking care about me at all. So now. This is why. I've got to get the fuck out of here because. I think that my life will be. So much better than. This fucking hell hole that. I'm living in now.