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Rending myself limb from limb with my own hands God. How did I screw up so badly. What can I do, I don't know what I feel. I don't like the person I'm becoming. The old me would never hurt people, not him anyway. Cause he doesn't deserve it, all he ever did was love me and I managed to screw over both him and myself so completely that I can't look at myself in the mirror. Maybe I can save it. Maybe, maybe, maybe. That's all I have, a chance to live on the maybes. It's been a long time since I cried but I cried tonight. Properly, sobbing, curled up in a ball. If you're reading this, I'm so sorry, you must hate me and I wish I'd met you at a different time in my life when there were less obstacles and I wasn't so unstable. Cause I am, people don't realise but the funny cutesy thing is an act. Underneath is a scared kid who's watching her perfect family struggle, waiting to be thrown into the world and turning against people who love her. I don't like her. I hate her... *sobs* oh god, here I go again, if I don't go to bed I'll just curl up on the floor and cry myself to sleep. I still love you. |
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