tw: panic attack chasmecho’s srp : https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1213708604 might change song later but for now " it’s fine. it’s.. it’s fine. you’re being so dramatic- you always do this, daydream. come on, just go back, laugh, be decent-" her chest tightens. she scrapes at her ribs like that’ll free it. " why won’t it- why can’t I- ?! " her claws sink into the sand, shaking. her eyes hurt, from panic, she doesn’t know. she thinks of chasmecho. his cold eyes. that stare. like she was nothing. or worse- like she could be something, but couldn’t. she wants to scream, wants to make him listen to her. " i’m not your father- i’m not kin to you. " her stomach hurts like she’s been kicked. " why can’t I be enough- I try!? i try harder than those two! " she wants to scream again. Instead, she bites her tongue, hard. her claws dig deeper into the earth. she is not weak. she is not soft. she is not fragile. she is not- her breath comes in broken gasps. she squeezes her eyes shut. she curls in on herself, trembling like a leaf i hate them. i hate him. i hate this. i hate me. i hate that I trusted you.
