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Loving only me

Loving only me

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I am just a average 17 year old girl. But I have a dirty secret, I can't love anyone. I have been hurt to much, and I am just to broken to be loved. My mother left me when I was 12 and my dad blamed me for everything. The last time I saw him was when I was 15, he had struck me and left. Not only a month after that my boyfriend, the only man that helped me through this. Made me feel like my life was not a complete waste, had dumped me. He said to me 'get out of here whore, I was only dating you because of a stupid dare'. I now live alone in a condo with some of our family stuff. If it weren't for the man who owns this complex didn't 'love' me then I would be out on the street. I have about six friends but I don't love them, I care about them but not love. How can I love someone? how can I open up after so much pain? I thought I could never love till they showed up -Who is it that she fell for? if you want to know you must read to find out!
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I lost my mom at 11, that's when it started. My dad became a drunk and I was left to take care of my 3-month-old baby sister. Now I'm 23, graduated a few years ago and my sister, now 12, can understand what happened. She never fully understood when I needed someone to and I didn't have many friends that stuck around afterwards. Until I met him. We were friends first, then the feelings got deeper. He asked me to be his girlfriend. He was my first kiss, first date, first real friend, first love, everything. I loved him and I do. I've said it. Now all we do is fight. I don't know why we can't figure things out, but I can't take this fighting. I just want things to go back to the way things were. The way we used to be... Happy, carefree teens that pretended we had the whole world figured out.

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