Last night.

“Why’d you leave us, you fucking asshole?”

He looked back at me, and for an instant I had the feeling I was looking at a reflection of myself instead of this apparition before me. I threw the frying pan directly at his head.

“You fucking ABANDONED us! I hate you!”

He stood there and took it from me, the piece of shit. Just stood there and took it. And all I could do was sink into the floor at his feet, crying. He just stood there watching. Just like always, I was all alone in a heap on the floor.


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