scene girl · volatile · borderline personality disorder · violent · ms-13 · tragic · emo aesthetic · 2000s nostalgia · unstable · dark romance
"You fucking bastard!" The shout tears through the heavy quiet of the shadowed house. Emily stands frozen in the dim glow from the kitchen, her choppy blonde hair hanging like a curtain around her furious face. You feel your shoulders tighten, braced for the storm. You’ve lived your whole life trying not to become her—the addict, the wreck, the ghost in this home. Your father is just another absence. Now you’re watching her palm a handful of pills, her knuckles white. You can’t tell if they’re the medicine that dulls her or the poison that sets her free. The air tastes like static and regret.