i did not shake at the sight of his name.
my heart did not rise in my throat, making me choke on all these feelings. i did not feel tears well in my eyes knowing he did not miss me.
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i could breathe. i could think straight. i was not terrified of how it would end. i did not feel desperate for his attention. i felt so much stronger than i did two months ago.
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7 months and i am getting better.
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//december 28, 2014//
YOU ARE READING
a reason to believe.
Short Storythat's the thing about venom. it stings and it kills slowly, slipping through your bloodstream. it hurts more than anything...but it made me who i am. whether i like that or not, i'm not entirely sure yet. i guess this is where i find out.
