day nine

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today i wasn't given roses.

i woke up on the floor, surrounded by the glass of the mirror i used to look into. my hair is falling out and my nose is broken. i haven't eaten and my body is fragile. he threw me around, he bruised my body, he broke my soul.

today i wasn't given roses. he is not sorry. he didn't send me anything of affection. he hurt me. i have no strength. he was sober. he was sober the whole time.

he meant it.

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