It felt like I woke up this morning and was a new person. My head was clearer. I don't like the person I've become when I'm with you. When I'm in a relationship, I should become a better person. With you, it's been the opposite story. I'm a liar, I've damaged friendships beyond repair. And I'm still lying to my parents. They don't know a thing.
If I can end this sometime this weekend, before the dance, I'll be able to live free of this other personality, the one that isn't me.
You've been the sculptor, molding me into a person I don't recognize. And I'm ready to break the mold.
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Ruined | ✓
Short StoryHe said all the right things. And by doing so, he trapped her. Ruined her. librarywhispers © 2017 Started: Feb. 16, 2017 Finished: Feb. 21, 2017
