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I don't expect you to get why I have such a hard time moving on, forgiving. But I also don't expect you to get how bad it hurt. How it tore me apart. How your four letter word burned. 1. u 2. g 3. l 4. y How much that twisted what I saw in the mirror. And how it killed me to look at those lowercase ls on my wrist and have them spell fat and ugly and you will never change... Maybe I don't get it either, maybe I don't understand why I let it hurt me. But it did and now we're here. Wondering what happened to our first love.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC
Now We're Here
I don't expect you to get why I have such a hard time moving on, forgiving. But I also don't expect you to get how bad it hurt. How it tore me apart. How your four letter word burned. 1. u 2. g 3. l 4. y How much that twisted what I saw in the mirror. And how it killed me to look at those lowercase ls on my wrist and have them spell fat and ugly and you will never change... Maybe I don't get it either, maybe I don't understand why I let it hurt me. But it did and now we're here. Wondering what happened to our first love.
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Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC
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