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I Didn't Mean To Hurt You.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I promise all I ever wanted is for you to be safe.
I'm sorry that this almost killed you.
I never ment for you to hate me.
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Me when I get yelled at, hit, assaulted, bullied, hated, forced to do things, try to kill myself and overall survive terrible things: ●_●
Me when a minor inconvenience: *crying, shaking, throwing up*
Someone I love tells me a story,
It reminds me of you,
Suddenly I am calling you good when you say you are bad.
Suddenly I am still in love with you.
And when I come back,
I am happy like it is now,
I see your name and smile,
My scars itch,
But I am getting better.
I am starting to heal.
On topic of that ask by normanon aka me, your boyfriend also really is a toxic person to others except you
How should you know? My ex boyfriend (you obviously don't keep up) was kind to me and taught me a lot, I appreciate meeting him and he isn't toxic, he is actually still pretty cool.
But yeah, whatever???
I'm getting tired of dying for you.
I can't stay up every night letting your sadness consume the both of us.
I will burn before I stop loving you but loving you can't mean destroying myself because of you.
Not even for you. Not even with passion or devotion.
Just destruction. Pure bloodshed for the sake of seeing it drip out of our bodies.
I miss something that I can't even describe yet.
Maybe the feeling of belonging somewhere, anywhere, I do not think I was ever really a part of something.
Everyone seems further away than even the stars.