scotch tape

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I trusted you. And look where that got me. I found myself curled into a ball in bed, my hair sticking to my face as I wept and wept. My body shook so hard, and I wasn't sure if that was from the chilly night. Where were you when I needed you? Where were you when I had nobody? Where, where, where? My trust for you has been torn into shreds. Not even scotch tape can fix this mess. I trusted you. And look where that got me.

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