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None of it was real, was it? You told me you would never intentionally hurt me.... You told me a lot of things.. You could have made things so much easier for me, I would have preferred you to beat me until I couldn't walk, I would have preferred for you to just leave me, I would have preferred for you to be honest for once, I would have preferred for you to **** me with your bare hands, I Would Have Preferred Anything Else Because even the times you forced yourself on me, Didn't hurt this bad, Because at least then I could tell myself it was because you loved me, You said you did this because you wanted to hurt somebody, Well, you did, Me.
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 1:44 PM UTC
Everything was a lie
None of it was real, was it? You told me you would never intentionally hurt me.... You told me a lot of things.. You could have made things so much easier for me, I would have preferred you to beat me until I couldn't walk, I would have preferred for you to just leave me, I would have preferred for you to be honest for once, I would have preferred for you to **** me with your bare hands, I Would Have Preferred Anything Else Because even the times you forced yourself on me, Didn't hurt this bad, Because at least then I could tell myself it was because you loved me, You said you did this because you wanted to hurt somebody, Well, you did, Me.
the-lonely-remnants
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 1:44 PM UTC
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