{ i used to love the ones who'd do anything to see me go, and now i'm left alone without a second shield. when i have been taught to hate my being all this time, i suddenly realize that the very skin that i've been taught to despise all along -
is the one thing that lets me belong.
and don't you hate that? }
- still lost
- JoinedDecember 28, 2013
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