He's gone. He hasn't come back. And he never will. He moved on so fast, I know that it isn't real.
I'm a fool. An idiot with a weak and gullible heart. Just a quick piece of pleasure. At least, to him I am.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Of course he doesn't like you. You're dumb and ugly. You're inexperienced and terrible in bed.
Why would he ever like you?
I wish I could say that I didn't believe the voices in my mind. I wish I could say that I was strong, a fighter.
The sad thing is, I didn't even try to deny it.
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A Lover's Dream I ✔
Nouvelles{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...
