you think you're all big. yea probably because you go and twist my words. if only you knew what you're doing to me. but why the hell would you? you clearly don't care about anyone but yourself. you're a selfish son of a bitch and i regret meeting you. you fucked up my life and i can't cope because of you. i hope you're fucking happy now. it's hard to say you broke me, since i've always been broken. you just broke me even more, and i'm not sure if i can ever recover from it. i thought you were the best person i've ever met. you made me smile. we had fun talking together. then you drove me away. one day you completely changed. sorry i was "annoying" for trying to talk every day. sorry it was too much for you. i didn't think i did anything wrong. you had said it wasn't my fault. i tried to get answers from you. i did everything i could. so thanks for fucking giving me trust issues. when i finally got in contact with you, you tried using me. ever since then i think you are a shitty excuse for a human being. i hope you're fucking happy for what you did to me. i'm glad you left. fuck you anyway...
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What It's Like In My Mind
Short StoryA collection of poems/stories I wrote of what it's like in my mind. It may not be for everyone, it includes mentions of suicide, swearing, and mentions of my trauma.
