You know what's fucked up? I honestly thought I had found a version of my dad who was good. And he killed me. He didn't need me, after I had convinced everyone to trust him and he just .. threw me away.
If I hadn't trusted him Luther would be alive too.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I'm sorry I just can't stop the word spewing. I just my brain is moving too fast and too slow at the same time