He changed my dress. I loved the first one, but he told me to 'loosen up'. The one I have on now shows too much, but what can I do? He'll hate me if I say no.
I feel as if the plunging neckline shows my rapidly beating heart and nervous mind. But I plastered on a smile. I didn't like fake smiles, but I held it.
For him.
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Conto{Highest Rank: #891 in Poetry and #75 in Suicidal} "Why weren't you there when I needed you?" My happiness, my heart is all hanging on a thread. The depression is crushing me. It is suffocating me. I don't want to die yet. "Because we aren't meant t...
