Hell with Harry Styles.
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Abuse. Hate. Love.
We abuse each other, not physically but emotionally; Mentally. We tear each other down in any possible way we can, as much as we can.
We were happier people before we met each other.
Harry Styles, has never laid a hand on me in a harmful way, but his words hurt more than his hands ever could. But i love him. And i would go through hell for him and thats exactly what im doing.
If blades could cut as deep as your words; I'd be dead.
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