My mom called

and I just spent the last hour in my closet crying

and wow I’m so glad that I don’t live in that house anymore

but it’s not enough

I want my sisters out of there

I want my mom out of there

I want my father to live alone for the rest of his life and to never feel an ounce of happiness ever again

I want someone to do awful things to him and then treat him like they’re going to change but then actually treat him worse than before

I want him to remember everyday all the shit his father put his mother through 

I want him to remember how afraid he was of his father

and I want him to see how afraid his daughters are of him

I want him to be a good fucking person for once in his life

but I also never want to see him again and I don’t want him to smile ever again

just

jesus christ 

I don’t know if I’ll go back to that place for winter break