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People used to call me heartless, you know? I never really understood why. When I punched that girl across her face for trying to pick a fight with me, what was I? Heartless? When I broke up with my boyfriend at the time because I fell out of love with him, what was I? Heartless? When I kissed the guy I knew my best friend liked because she stole my first love, what was I? Heartless? I was so confused. I myself started to doubt whether I had a heart or not, because of how often I'd hear people call me names like those. Although, when I saw the two of you together, I knew for sure that I had a heart. Because I could feel it breaking.
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Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 5:55 AM UTC
Heartbreak
People used to call me heartless, you know? I never really understood why. When I punched that girl across her face for trying to pick a fight with me, what was I? Heartless? When I broke up with my boyfriend at the time because I fell out of love with him, what was I? Heartless? When I kissed the guy I knew my best friend liked because she stole my first love, what was I? Heartless? I was so confused. I myself started to doubt whether I had a heart or not, because of how often I'd hear people call me names like those. Although, when I saw the two of you together, I knew for sure that I had a heart. Because I could feel it breaking.
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Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 5:55 AM UTC
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