"He punched me again. It hurt. He punched me twice . It hurt even more . Thrice and countless times until I didn’t feel no pain anymore."
Sanghun hit me. With a vase. And I bled. He didn’t care. And it started there.
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I just could not take it anymore, i could not handle being called one more name, i could not handle being hit one more.
You broke me, my love.
You don't deserve me, i know this now.