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My Stitched Up Heart

My Stitched Up Heart

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 17, 2022
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Romance
I am a human being. And human beings shouldn't be treated like this. Like dirt. Like making them feel as if they have no destiny. Like they were merely there for the fun of it. I lost my best friend, my boyfriend, myself. Yet the world didn't change for anyone else. So I'm going to have to make it change for me. And me only. Because now there is no one else to be in their corner for. Or have late night chats on the phone. Or be there for when their older sister leaves with a man into the darkness of the night. So no. I will not go and pick out dresses with my best friend. And go to prom with my boyfriend. Because I am a human being. And I am not dirt.
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MINE

Things changed. It happened slow....Then, it suddenly picked up. It took on a life of it's own. SHIT! The weaker are on top. They seem to have it all. I have become the last thing, I ever wanted. Nothing should be bought or sold. There should never be a price on existing. I'm way too old for this shit....What ever the hell this is meant to be! Will this work out? Or will I just kill her. But. I like her smile. Maybe....We'll take it from there.

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