Revival
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*** Second Chance Romance The last couple of months have been nothing but survival. Literally. If you were to pull out Webster and find the definition, I'm spot on. Remaining alive. Sustaining myself. Pulling through. Getting through. Holding on. Making it. Keeping body and soul together. Oh well, maybe not that last part, as I lost my soul exactly at the same time when she left me when I let her go. So, yeah I'm soulless, an empty corpse walking around, drinking whatever is offered to drink and fucking whatever is around to fuck. I know what you will say, and trust me, I know what you are thinking right now. What a piece of shit, soft hearted, worthless motherfucker I am. And you are totally right, I'm not even going to argue with you on that subject. I'm nothing. Nothing without her. I'm totally aware that everything I did since New Years Eve is a calculated path of destruction. The destruction that is impossible to escape. The destruction that I DON'T want to escape. The destruction that is something I devour, something I seek, something that gives me a peace of my fucked up mind. Yes, I'm that deep into that shit. Grief. Is a bitch.
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SCREENPLAY VERSION.... 18+ readers only ❤️ I've lived the last eight years of my life in pain. Pain that should've brought me to my knees, with a big fat "Screw-you world, I'm outta here!" Still, I refused to give up. Never did I want to be that weak, pitiful woman I was with him. Our relationship, (If you can even call it that) became toxic. I knew it was, but I didn't see this one coming. No, that's a lie. It was totally his style. It didn't surprise me at all. I lost so much confidence because of him, so finding love was a complete no no. I just couldn't allow anybody else in after living with the devil himself. It's impossible. I've lost the ability to trust anybody, aside from my family and my best friend. But never did I imagine my life going this way, and because of it, I lost all hope of ever finding love again. Living with all that destruction almost destroyed me. I knew he was bad, but never did I think he would ruin my life. He knew how important my dreams were, and still, he destroyed everything. Crazily, I knew it was his jealousy that made him do it. I've never in my life met anybody so green-eyed before. It was all about control, and I had enough. Since then, it's taken a long time in getting my life back on track. Yet just when I thought it was clear to move forward, I'm hit with more drama. Can I survive it, or will the devil himself come back and destroy my happiness forever?

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