I'm Your Fool
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Dernière publication jeu., juin 8, 2023
Justin besotted me. He pushed me to the best of my ability and to the edge of madness. Everything he did; he did for me. I'll never know why I pushed him away, I'll never forgive myself for hurting everyone I love.
So why did they all forgive me? Even him. He's a fool to keep hold of me, and I'm a fool to keep running back. I don't know what's real from fake anymore, he's made my life hell but he's the angel all through it.
He's like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. You imagine it's there but you wonder if it's just fantasy. He's my fantasy in the form of real life. And my life is about as real as it's going to get..and what everyone's about to find out.'
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