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dear ross,
today, your sister slapped me. she slapped me hard and tried to hit me multiple times, but your brothers restrained her to do so.
she told me it really hurts her when i act like this. but she doesn't know what hurting truly feels like.
hurting was a sharp pain that stays with you every moment of your life, intensifying with every single breath you take, as if it was telling you that you're just a waste of space.
hurting was having the cold grip of fear at your neck ; fear of being loved, fear of being forgotten, fear of being dead, fear of being afraid.
everyone in front of me, the people who used to make me smile, they don't know who i am anymore.
what she felt wasn't hurt. because hurt is much more deeper than what everyone thinks. you should know, since you were the one that was hurt in the beginning.
love, laura
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updating randomly because i was gone for a while xx
