• I’m watching you kill yourself, mom.

    by  • September 9, 2010 • Addiction, Family Stuff, Fear, Grief, Love - Pure and Simple, Parents • 0 Comments

    I’ve been watching for as long as i can remember.

    There’s a giant bag of empty wine bottles in your room. It’s about a week old.

    I hate you, I scream at you, I make you feel like the worst human being alive for your taste in wine.
    Red wine, you reek of it. You disgust me.

    I love you.

    I hate you because when I watch you, I fear I am watching my future.

    I’m fifteen years old.
    And my collection of whisky bottles in the last week have beat yours.

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