I've been beaten, abused, used, hurt, torn; I've been cheated on so many times you wouldn't believe that I'm still trying to find love. It hurts to remember my past. I'm mentally unstable, I'm difficult to fix, I know your fists will simply meet my face again, but my head won't stop making up cute scenarios of making me fall for you all over again. God I can't fucking stand the names you've called me "You pathetic bitch", why must you hurt me, turn around and say that you love me? Why do you try so hard to pretend that you want to make us work; in reality, you just want to watch us crash and burn. When you screamed in my face that you didn't want me and that I'm just a worthless piece of shit. You told me that you wanted me to gain weight and then turned around and told me that I'm fat and disgusting. I'm never something that you'll be proud of, and you know what, I'm kind of okay with that. I found someone that makes me feel special and beautiful and he's treated me better in these few weeks than you have in those months. I feel bad for the next person that you put your grabby hands on. You were a awful person, and I'm just glad that I finally can talk to my friends and finally be happy. I wish that I could say the same for you, but I don't want someone else to suffer to the hands of you.
