Dear ,
You make me so mad. Not at you but at myself. Not even for what you did, but for the way it affected me. The way that I'm laying in bed at midnight a almost a year later because of the memories. The way that I tend to keep my mouth shut now cause you ruined my trust. The way that I don't ever expect someone to actually want to stick around, cause I no longer believe I'm worth it. You ruined me. And you don't even know. I was so vulnerable and you picked me up and made me feel special. Made me feel like someone might actually care. And then you left. Wasn't hard at all for you to throw me away like an old broken toy. You took the little broken girl that I was and smashed me to pieces I'm still trying to pick up. So now when someone says that I can trust them, I don't. When someone says that they won't abandon me, I know they probably will. Cause why would anyone stay. I'm nothing special.
-- Luna
( I know that there's no name on this one either but I couldn't bring myself to put it there. I know no one really cares to read this anyways)
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