I made a wrong decision letting you into my life.

Things would've been different without you. And perhaps, I might be happier.

Meeting you was a mistake. To have you mess with my heart and not give a damn now.

It's all a game to you. Everything's a game.

Grand's in hospital after a long bout of flu and The Tormentors refuse to let me see her.

Is this how a normal family functions? Hide and not tell. Criticize. Insult. Self Centered and Apathetic.

I've been trying for my entire damned life not to be like them. And yet.

HE. Seems to be like them as well.

No wonder they could communicate so well...