Broken
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Pity: The feeling of sorrow and compassion caused by the suffering and misfortunes of others. One of many words I hate so much I just hate the definition and the word itself. Other girls might like being pity because they get attention or they want someone to feel sorry for them. That's the thing about me i'm not like everyone else I don't like people feeling pity for me. I don't show my deepest emotions to just anyone the only person that's seen how BROKEN I am is my best friend Kim. But then I met HIM and I could see he was like us he was BROKEN...
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"I remember his face, his eyes that begged for forgiveness, his body as it shook with anger and emotion. I remember how my world fell apart right before him and how he watched me completely disintegrate because of what he did. What he committed. The way he betrayed me. The heart he took from me and shattered. The trust I gave him that he threw away. He ruined it all, he ruined me. And now I'm forever broken, nothing can ever bring me back. Nothing." WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, language and violence.

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