love seems to be a word people throw around
not really knowing how it will
and how it will affect them
I get told by my parents and friend that they love me
but they don't
I got told by two people that care about me as more than friends
that they love me
they obviously do not know what love is
I never throw that word around
never say it to random people
because love is just as strong as hate
in the opposite way
I know that the people that say they love me don't really love me
because my parents say it and they obviously do not give a shit about me
I know when you throw that word around your trying to help
and it does help
everyone but me
it just makes me confused as to how someone could love me
if I don't even love myself
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Tales For The Broken
De TodoStory's of story's and stories telling stories about stories. This has a bunch of little stories and talks about things I believe in. I hope you find something you like I'm trying to be more Iowan to every one so I love to hear from you guys. What d...
