Endeavor

Endeavor

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Aug 6, 2022
It happened in the cold night when I was most vulnerable you acted like I was a prized possession or like that you possibly loved me but only if I knew your true intentions or really what you were capable of
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This is my first story, Regardless I hope you enjoy because it took a lot of effort, i'll give you a lil sneak peak.. Trigger warnings - abuse, drugs, sexual harassment, suic!d3 Life is a vicious cycle constantly throwing shit my way. Fuck my life. I thought as I brushed the broken glass into the dust pan and brush. The glass reminded me of my home, broken and in fixable, representing the pieces of our hearts after my mother died. suicide they said. Which is a load of bullshit because she didn't put that knife to her throat.

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