I feel like you never gave me the chance to be completely honest with you, when I gave you a thousand chances to be honest with me, but you always decided to reject them, all those chances wasted, you always carried your weapons, you never let your guard down, you even put up a double wall, I get it, people, they hurt you, but you knew that people hurt me too, you didn't care did you?, be polite, because that doesn't mean that other people have to learn the same way you were taught, have a little empathy, I hope you don't hurt the new one.
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She's antiromantique
PoesiaShe was heartbroken, instead of the revenge she wrote, she wrote like no one else ever did, every feeling, every sense of discomfort, every thought, was written down, in every book corner, every piece of paper, every napkin, knowing that all of them...
