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I don't want to hurt anymore. I don't want to carve new lines on my arm i don't want any more sewing needles under my skin i don't want these bruises but I'd rather have all that than your words...I can't stand you hating me.
I never meant for things to go this far. I never meant to cause you so much hurt but i don't know how to fix things anymore.
I want to know what its like to wake up happy. I want to know what its like to not be scared of you. I want things to go back to the way they were, when you still loved me, when you were still happy.
(-) on the test.
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