Conversations With Myself

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maybe it was my fault all along. i could've helped, in all honesty. but i was too little. i was just a girl and i deserved better, didn't i? maybe i didn't.
you'd perform the same repeated action over and over, it was a never ending cycle. and i didn't know why. i didn't know how somebody could put themselves through such a thing willingly, i didn't know how someone could not only make themselves suffer but cause everyone around them and in their life great pain also.
i always wished that you'd stop. but if i told you "please don't, you're hurting yourself, you're hurting me!" you'd get angrier and tell me to hush.

i never understood. i still don't.