Love Me Till It Hurts
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Ongoing7m
Last published Fri, Mar 23, 2012
The first cut is the deepest because it hurts the most, and once you get used to the pain, it becomes easy. It's a sad thought that you can get used to pain, used to getting hurt but it's also a fact.
After awhile you even start to crave it, need it even. The need starts out slow and gradually builds until it's the only thing you can think about. It's a little like love in that way.
Looking into your eyes now makes me think these thoughts. So here, take this blade and be afraid. This is for the best, after all if I'm going to be in love with you, I'll need to crave pain...crave you. And hey, don't forget to cut deep. Me? I'm not worried. This is the most it'll ever hurt.
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