sob.

that's all he did anymore,

other than sobbing, he was scratching and hating, words of self pity piling from his throat, through his chattering teeth, his skin trapped under neath his nails from how much he he has scratched in anger, pain, sadness. he killed his family , he turned them to dust with all of his fingers.

"I hate everyone... I can't do this anymore..." he muttered, pulling on his pale blue hair, tears falling off his cheeks, mixed with the blood from scratching his eyes.