I’m not anyone someone would die to see or be around. I’ve been fine with that. It keeps me
safe, I feel slightly protected by being alone. I didn’t have to worry about getting hurt by anyone
else but myself even though I have no safe haven. I don’t even have a home. I never truly did.
People who say they care want to know why I’m like this. I truly don’t know. I’m scared to get
hurt again by anyone. So hiding everything from everyone that’s my safety. My walls. My shield
from pain. My trust in people was gone.-Rouge Kelly
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A Special Kind Of Love
RomanceA sad story about two girls. Its an old story of mine. TRIGGER WARNING.