My Self Inflicted Love

My Self Inflicted Love

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Honestly all I've ever known is that the only person you can trust in this world is yourself. Sometimes, not so much. Living lies. Money. Sex. NO love was ever allowed in my house I've heard of love just never experienced it personally. Bad Boy rich kid. Until one little encounter with miss rose. so began my self inflicted love lady's and gents.
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These are my confessions to everything that I've done. When you read this I don't want you to look at me differently. I don't want your pity or any type of sympathy. See I knew what I signed up for when I entered the game. I choose this lifestyle and at one time I thought it was the best choice for me. I had access to any and everything. Don't be fooled though there is always a dark side. Nobody ever tells you about the price you have to pay when you are in my position. Everybody sees the good but, not the bad. The days you have to spend trying to cover your face with makeup. The different people you meet every night just to survive. The things you would go through just to get someone's attention. I guess you could say I did it for love. Only if you believe in that type of stuff. I would like to call my experience a high. It was pure ecstasy at first. The charming smile, expensive clothes, fancy dinners, nice vacations. Then it turns into a living hell you can't escape from. That's when people start showing their true colors. When lights go off there is a whole different side to a person. You could literally be sleeping next to the devil himself. 'Let's do this dirty laundry'

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