Long Way Down [Unedited]

Long Way Down [Unedited]

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"I've known a few things since I was little. Things that are carved on my heart and soul. 1. Become independent. 2. Trust no one but yourself. And 3. Do not fall in love." ***** Dallas Marshal is a 13 year old girl, living in Riverside with her family. Just like many other 13 year olds, Dallas dreams. She dreams of a good career, a good fat salary and peace. Love is not an option. It's rather a hurdle between her and her dreams. But what happens when your destiny has other plans in mind? Will Dallas resist her fate or go along? ***** • 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 (ғɪʀsᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ) 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙮 '𝙏𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣' • 18+ The story contains explicit content such as suicide attempts, slut shaming, sexual assault, depression, etc. Read at your own risk.
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I gave the best of myself to someone who didn't have anything to lose. I didn't know how to avoid my lover's toxic and abusive flames. My lover's twisted words were like a maze inside of my head that I couldn't escape. Sadly, my lover's actions hypnotized my thoughts and paralyzed my thinking. I learned the hard way that love isn't leaning in for a kiss, and a fist meets you halfway. Love isn't being a punching bag because someone decided they wanted to beat on you today. Love isn't saying I love you just because someone wants to keep you to themselves. I tried to be there for my lover, but I learned it is impossible to fix the broken pieces when the glass has shattered. There will always be pieces that are not repairable. However, I kept going right back to the person who I needed to walk away from. I was afraid, and I wasn't brave enough to wake up from this nightmare! I made the choice to suffer when life is meant to be lived and enjoyed. Will I find the courage to know my worth and know that I deserve better than the distasteful lies that are whispered in my ears? Will I have the strength to fight my insecurities? Will, I set myself free, or will I let my love be the death of me?

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