I am a cruel woman. I once killed my stepfather with my own hands, and I have never regretted it. Everyone secretly mocked me and laughed at me. I went from being a tomboy to a murderer. I don't care! How could they understand? A broken family, a family prone to domestic violence, a stepfather who is loving on the surface but worse than a beast behind the scenes, these dirty and terrifying environments are like a bunch of weeds that will grow into towering trees in the soil.
My heart was broken a long time ago. If it doesn't hurt anymore, what's the point of talking about conscience! I laughed
Intention: People who love each other should work hard to be together!