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Things I Hate About Myself
Three
I hate how I never seemed to be able to get out of this one girl's particular lies.
I was always so caught up by her, forgetting friends, school, family and every other responsibility I had. Giving myself a hundred percent for her, always dropping what I had in my hands to help her through her 'tough times'.
I always did.
Others around me saw right through her. But they never told me anything.
She manipulated me, lied to me and made my cry my bloody eyes out for nights, the mere thought of losing her making me want to kill myself.
She told me she had to die.
That she only had three months left to live in.
What do you say?
What can you say?
Especially.. when you find out that everything was a lie?
She dissolved me completely.
And even now, after I tried to cover up my scar and move on with my life, leaving her traitorous, poisoning lies that dripped off her tongue behind me, I still can't seem to get over it.
I hate myself for it.
I hate myself for not being able to trust anyone anymore.
For always putting myself out there, every single fucking time, my heart on a platter and my tongue in my mouth as I always just listen.
I fucking hate, hate, hate myself for that.
I fucking hate her.
I was always so caught up by her, forgetting friends, school, family and every other responsibility I had. Giving myself a hundred percent for her, always dropping what I had in my hands to help her through her 'tough times'.
I always did.
Others around me saw right through her. But they never told me anything.
She manipulated me, lied to me and made my cry my bloody eyes out for nights, the mere thought of losing her making me want to kill myself.
She told me she had to die.
That she only had three months left to live in.
What do you say?
What can you say?
Especially.. when you find out that everything was a lie?
She dissolved me completely.
And even now, after I tried to cover up my scar and move on with my life, leaving her traitorous, poisoning lies that dripped off her tongue behind me, I still can't seem to get over it.
I hate myself for it.
I hate myself for not being able to trust anyone anymore.
For always putting myself out there, every single fucking time, my heart on a platter and my tongue in my mouth as I always just listen.
I fucking hate, hate, hate myself for that.
I fucking hate her.