Made my Spirit Bleed

“The truth is he hurt me more than I’ve ever been hurt before. It was not my own expectations, it wasn’t my heart, bleeding the fuck out, it wasn’t my view of the world through my not-so-innocent eyes. No. Believe it or not, it was not me or my overly dramatic ways and it wasn’t the rumors swirling around from the mouth of the people, who didn’t know anything at all. It was HIM. It was the aftermath of how he handled everything so carelessly like he never gave a shit and I believed him. As much as it hurt and always will, his true colors were a knife that cut into my soul, made my spirit bleed to death, and I haven’t seen myself since him. I probably never will again.”

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