I feel betrayed.
I feel like my heart has been ripped out.
He ripped out my heart and fed it to ducks.
He used me.
I don't like this feeling.
According to him, he'll always love me.
But, when I showed him; he freaked out. He told people. I got sent to a hospital. They tied me up and tried to figure out what was wrong with me. What is wrong with me? I escaped. I started to live a 'normal' life. I, now go to highschool. I got a 'couple' of tattoos that I don't regret. I don't really do any work and I get detention a lot. Everything was normal until I saw... Mark.
