July 2011
7 posts
Dear Lawrence Ruiz,
Now that you’re back in the only home you will ever know, I hope you can reflect on everything you’ve done and everyone you’ve hurt and disturbed over the past decade.
I want you to remember the night you pushed me down the stairs and walked away with a grin on your face. I want you to remember the night I kicked open the front door and you were circling the floor in the spot...
The devil didn’t build me with the skills to stabilize a relationship. I’m too young for this, my family wants this more than I do.
