Yes, I’m a little bruised, slightly broken, and permanently scarred but I’m still here aren’t I? I’m still fighting, I’m still waking up everyday to go through it all over again.

I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face, they don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.

I'm difficult to understand and it's even harder to gain my trust. But once you do...don't make me regret it because if you lose my trust....it's nearly impossible to gain it back fully
I may forgive....but I never forget

I'm confusing. I make choices and regret them. I say one thing one day and another the next. I can't choose what I want. I do something and do the complete opposite the next day. I'm confusing.... Get over it.

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