Okay guiiss so i'm currently working on a work it's called Revenge on the playboy, wutever it sounds cliche but i suck at titles
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What's the point in loving someone when you can't love yourself? That's what I thought to myself, well 1 month ago, I mean, I used feel insecure sometimes due to my weight, but I, now have nothing to feel insecure about, the things I liked about myself were I'm fun, happy, kind, caring and most of all my dancing and cooking skills. Those were the only things i favored about myself, thanks to him. He broke up with me a month ago saying "you are just a bet, nothing more and nothing less, you're fat and disgusting, get away from me." After that breakup, sure i felt sad, I mean, I THOUGHT he loved me but he just toyed with my feelings and that was 3 weeks before summer break ended.I felt hatred, like I literally just became Satan, He toyed with my feelings and now I decided on taking revenge. I decided to go to the gym to slim myself down, I went to the mall and bought brand new clothes. By the time school had started, as I was walking down the hallways, everyone was looking at me, including Daniel. Let the revenge begin.
