Endless.
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I believe we have a choice in this world, about how to tell sad stories. On the one hand you can sugar coat it, there is nothing too messed up that can’t be fixed with ‘true love’ and ‘happy endings’. I like that version as much as the next girl does… but it’s just not the truth. My name is Natalie, and this is the story of my life. How I met one guy, who gave me a forever in just a matter of days. I am like a grenade; I could go off at any time and obliterate everything in my path and whoever walked it. This is the story of how I died.
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When he looks at me, something ignites. It's like there gasoline in my veins, and he is a spark that just sets me on fire. It's painful thought. He lights me up, and I feel so alive, but I'm still burning. I have burns on my skin and in my lungs and all around me, because I never put the fire out. I just let him watch me burn, and I love it.

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