Prologue

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Broken.

Deceived.

Delusional.

Those are just three of the dammed words that describe me right now as I sit here on the bathroom floor. I feel numb, as if somebody has injected me with litres of anaesthetic. This somebody was Sam. Not that he had literally injected me with litres of anaesthetic of course, but simply the fact that he broke my heart. He told me he loved me for months but then broke up with me in front of the entire school, telling me that he never loved me in the first place and telling me that I am an ugly fucker who will never be loved by any human being.

I can’t believe I fell for that bloody lie. It hurts so badly whenever I think about him and it’s tearing me apart from the inside out.

I promise right now, that I will never love again.

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