"Who the fuck made you hate yourself so much that you can't even look in a mirror? Who the fuck made you hate the way you sound do you quit talking AND singing? Who the fuck made you stop seeing galaxies? Who?! Who did that to you...?" He blurted out of nowhere excitedly.
The sad part is, she didn't even have to say a name, he just knew. He knew when she looked up timidly at him that he caused it. All of the pain and all of the thoughts that she has about herself. It was him... He caused her to hate herself.
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Stories of Our Toxic Relationship
Short StorySo now you know, these things really do happen sometimes
