projective

projective

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her manners meant forgiveness. the people that surrounded her couldn't comprehend aliens instead of demons. she couldnt substitute the love with her problems anymore. they were brushed under the rug as if it didn't happen. as if one opinion finally meant something. as if it all made sense. perhaps she was strong enough to smile about her talents that gave her peace. she did her best to not show signs of old lessons. apparently it wasn't up to her to decide how long something affects her... every breath between words had significant meaning to only herself. she could understand she wasn't just a copy. neither was her bitch of a subconscious. everything she spoke about was suddenly useful; however, she wanted it when she felt she needed it. necessities over quality. diamonds over money.
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"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

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