An Embedded Nail

An Embedded Nail

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., mai 27, 2015
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Only once in my life time have I ever fought against love. My name is Hailey, and I am 17 years old. Today was the day that changed my life. When I fought the love that was given to me. I am nothing in this world anymore, I am just a piece, an object floating out in the distance far away from everyone else. This time the nail went the deepest that it has ever gone. I was nailed deep. The only time when love pierced my heart. This is a book I wrote during all the chaos. Don't ever consider me as a angelic child again, because I never will be anymore. This is the last book I will ever write or read. My death is written in this book. Never underestimate me ever again. I am no longer human anymore. I'm nothing.
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Okay, So you might be wondering and a bit confused on who I am; Well, let me answer that. My name is Selena and the whole idea of my life right now is to get over a really bad break up with my ex that i'm still madly in love with; Justin Bieber. I know, it's a little bit of a long shot, but I have to do it. I have to do it for my own sanity. I am 20 years old and he is only 18. You might be thinking, “what the fuck were you thinking?” But I couldn't help it. We didn't do anything until he was eighteen so it was perfectly legal. We were together for a total of a year and nine months. Almost two years. But things were too crazy for the two of us and I couldn't take it. Along with several reasons: He was too vain. He was always playing with my heart. He was way too insecure and too scared of losing me. He was almost never with me and he was always with other people. He made me sad at times because he was never around but then when he was, I was always happy. Whenever he was with his non-famous friends, he always treated me like shit. And the worst part about it all; he still has my heart. I've had a lot of time to think of this and I've decided that sharing only the things I hate about him wasn't fair. The seven things I love about him is his body. I loved his personality. I loved his car. I loved the way he kissed me. I loved how one minute I could be almost in tears and the next, I could be laughing because he would make me laugh. I loved just being with him because he always made me feel okay. Like everything was going to be okay. I loved and still love the way that he loved me and the way that I still love him. As much as I hate to admit it, He will always have a piece of my heart that I will never get back; I will always love him. There was no denying it. But if I could get it to the point where it didn't feel like there was a huge fucking hole in my abdomen and heart, I would be able to live again. This is my story. Are you in to listen?

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