Deceived

Two years ago, if you told me I'd be in the position that I am now, I'd tell you to go screw yourself. Never in a million years would I have thought anything remotely close to this would happen. Ever. Period.

I'm not the type of girl that's open about everything to everyone, and I'm not into all that mooshy love stuff either, but somehow, one human figured out a way to crack my shell, break me even. He figured me out like I was a child's puzzle and built me up and broke me down as if I was a stack of jenga blocks.

I didn't know it yet, but when I first met this wonderful yet destructive human being, he'd be my doom and my salvation all rolled into one.