Worthless
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Love is a horrible thing. It takes you hostage; You become your own victim. Torturing yourself, Being unable to stop yourself. The pain it develops. Awful. It turns you inside out So you become vulnerable. Anyone can mess with your emotions, The ones you wish didn't exist. You want them to end. Freedom. You want it back But it's gone . Only when you feel a glass splinter Slicing into your heart. That's when you realize It got inside and ripped you apart Shattered. It wasn't your imagination It was real. They weren't imaginary, They were real. It took control. You begin to hate it. You scream for them. But no one can hear you. You've built a wall To protect yourself. No one can hurt you again Loneliness Love is a horrible thing It turns you inside out. It gets inside of you. There's nothing worse, But there's nothing better. Creator and destroyer Love
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I really don't remember the last time I was happy even my childhood memories I honestly don't remember having a bubbly childhood like any other kids ,my life has always been miserable and honestly learned how to adapt to that. you honestly smile over something stupid , laugh over a cracked joke for a few minutes and there's that thing that triggers that you just had enough and you should stop and your mood just goes down and there's nothing to do about it. It's like the inner you always wakes up fucked up more than you are fucked up and tells you that you just sad and you gonna stay that way until you take out the anger on something or someone but you know what something always has to be the blade, permanent scars on how bad it was ,a daily reminder on how life is and how sadness over comes you at times actually not at times but everytime and on the someone part , you hurt people that honestly try to reach out to you and show you how much they care about you but you just had it with everyone and everything and you want no one caring about your feelings and giving a fuck about you because you can't reciprocate the feelings. You can't find yourself caring about anyone else but you but still can't care about yourself enough to feel safe or protected , he was the only one that made me feel alive and I lost him but what hurts more is losing someone and only realizing later what they meant to you.

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