★iMiTaTeD sOuLs☆

★iMiTaTeD sOuLs☆

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Psychopaths know that the best way to exploit emphatic people is take advantage of our natural desire to help and care for others. They do this by orchestrating not one, but many, pity plays. They fabricate illness; they describe fake injuries; they lie about being the victims of theft, car accidents, and various other disasters; and they lament about how their "crazy" exes broke their hearts -hearts they don't actually have. They deliberately spin their tales of woe, in order to cement the psychopathic bond that they've created by love bombing and flattering us. They use pity plays to portray a façade of real humanity and emotional depth. They pretend to be good people going through rough times and this is how they are able to manipulate anyone who is kind and loving. So BEWARE of the "Pour Me" routine. As Martha Stout writes: "The most reliable sign, the most universal behavior, of unscrupulous people is not directed, as one might imagine, at our fearlessness".
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"He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig me out of the ashes." I was ready to start a new life. After graduating at the top of my class, I finally had everything. My apartment. My gallery. A perfect boyfriend. Basically, I was living my dream life and I was loving every second of it. But then in came him. And then chaos occurred. All great love stories were supposed to have a happy ending. Mine did too, until he came along. This is the tale of how he found me, how he stole me, and how he lost me. I was a damsel, one who already had her white knight. But every fairy tale had a villain, someone waiting in the wings to rip it all down. A scoundrel who would set the world on fire if that meant he got what he wants. It was me. He wanted me. You know, they say it was bad when you fall for the wrong guy, but the thing was, it was worse when the wrong guy falls for you. WARNING: Contains sensitive topics like cheating. Also contains mature/sexual content and situations that some people might find offensive so it is intended for mature audience only. [18+ content]

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