Break?
I wish I could forget everything she said, everything she promised. Maybe then it wouldn't hurt so bad. Real talk, I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest. I hate this.
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If you assume you know what I'm talking about, you're most likely wrong. Just read, don't try to figure me out. It's a lot easier that way. I'm a troubled mind; welcome to my world.
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