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November 28, I met this girl. She was broken. From the bullies that struck her with their words. We got to know eachother. I got to know her favorite color, favorite food, favorite song. Through out the the weeks we talked, I found out how truly broken she was. How words cut like knife, how she had demons inside of her. I also realized that I was falling for her. I was falling for a broken girl. When I myself was a broken girl. I fought with my feelings. I couldn't be. I wouldn't be... Gay. I found out she liked me too. It drove me insane. Me liking a girl? Wanting to be with a girl? It was absurd. My mom would never approve. Months later. We're 5 months. 5 months of her being mines, and me being hers. 5 months of tears. 5 months of laughs. 5 months of love. 5 months of hate. 5 months of two broken girls trying to fix eachother. Can we succeed or will more months pass as the little happiness we have left disappear. And our demons strengthen. I met this girl. She changed everything.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
I met this girl
November 28, I met this girl. She was broken. From the bullies that struck her with their words. We got to know eachother. I got to know her favorite color, favorite food, favorite song. Through out the the weeks we talked, I found out how truly broken she was. How words cut like knife, how she had demons inside of her. I also realized that I was falling for her. I was falling for a broken girl. When I myself was a broken girl. I fought with my feelings. I couldn't be. I wouldn't be... Gay. I found out she liked me too. It drove me insane. Me liking a girl? Wanting to be with a girl? It was absurd. My mom would never approve. Months later. We're 5 months. 5 months of her being mines, and me being hers. 5 months of tears. 5 months of laughs. 5 months of love. 5 months of hate. 5 months of two broken girls trying to fix eachother. Can we succeed or will more months pass as the little happiness we have left disappear. And our demons strengthen. I met this girl. She changed everything.
Blah. Idk She's different....
#love#broken#lost#dissapointment#ugh
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
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