This is what love got me
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MatureOngoing4h 52m
Last published Wed, May 9, 2018
Its been 6 years after the relationship, for 4 of those years, I lived in a cocoon hurting everyone that actually loved me all because I was hurting from a relationship that I had no idea that I was in by myself, that the person that I was with was actually my abuser, that I idolized him, and after going through what seems an emotional hell, I finally came to terms with all the events that took place, until I returned to school and met one of his flying monkeys. The guy who is now 19 is a full blown creep, and an avid worker of the narcissists, still smearing my name. It only gave me the motivation to tell my story because I should not have to feel like committing suicide because this asshole destroyed me.
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I though I had found what I craved my whole life after so many failed attempts with big egos and small dicks. Love, gentle one with kisses that didn't bruise and touches that felt safe. But he wasn't who I thought he was. What a fucking mistake. What started as charm twisted into obsession, and suddenly I began to fear every shadow, every knock, every whisper. Every smile hides a secret, every touch carries a threat, and trusting him might be the biggest mistake of my life. This is no fucking fairy tale with happy endings. This is what happens when reality meets fantasy. His love is venomous. It's a poison and I don't know if I'll survive it. SIDE NOTE: English is not my first language. Please, excuse me for some minor grammatical mistakes.
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