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I am worth it.

by the-profound-bond

Sometimes when I look at myself all I can see is ugly worthless slut I learned this from you. You taught me that nothing I ever did was good enough not for you or anyone else I would never be enough Most importantly, you taught me what love is That to love someone I have to give away everything I am my confidence my body my self-worth until I am only an empty shell of a person so they can hold power over me Sometimes when I can’t find these pieces of me I can see your face contorted with rage insistent, pleading until I obey or smirking, condescending I can hear your voice you can’t wear that, you look like a slut I’m the only one who really loves you *I did it for you, you owe me* I don’t owe you anything. I taught myself how to love who I am Reassembling all the pieces that you stole from me took everything I had but I am beautiful. I am loveable. I am worth something. No one can ever change that.
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Jan 24, 2014
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