The door slams and I am alone.
I can't put my thoughts into words.
All I can say is everything was a lie.
Nothing was perfect.
Nothing will ever be perfect.
I walk upstarts to my bedroom.
I sit on my bed and cry.
I cry for at least and hour, I don't understand how Ed could get so drunk and not even care about me.
He was drunk. I knew he got drunk all the time yet I still let him into my life.
It was all my fault. I was such an idiot.
I should have never fallen into love.
I wish I had never fallen in love with anyone.
I'm worthless.
I walk down to the kitchen and grab the scissors.
I am nothing.
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