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𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄 𝟎.𝟕 | ⚪︎ 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻.
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they tore her fucking heart out and ate it.
tears felt like acid scalding her cheeks as they became the only thing she had enough strength to give.
they lost interest.
she failed.
they don't want her, yet they still had the audacity to say that she matters.
she doesn't. she's garbage. she's disgusting.
they had better, they don't really love her. they never did.
life lost all meaning, and so did she.
a fucking idiot. a dumbass. an asshole. someone in love.
she couldn't be mad, she saw it coming.
but holy hell—her fingers were desperate to scratch away and tear at every inch of her being.
I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING LIVE ANYMORE!! YOU HEAR ME?? WHOEVER'S LISTENING: MY VOICE WON'T WORK BECAUSE MY MIND IS ALWAYS SCREAMING ABOVE IT.
she desperately wanted her heart to stop beating; the thought of still being alive and with a beating heart the next morning was sheer agony.
she shouldn't have trusted them.. she shouldn't have trusted herself.
my skin is crawling with hatred for every part of myself.
"why" was the only question.
why why why did I ever think I was worth it.
they're in love with someone else. I'm not good enough. they were never in love with me. they never will be in love with me. I'm a sin. a god awful, worthless sin.
