you say I'm beautiful.
but i don't see anything but a hollow shell of a person who once was, maybe, a long time ago.
I don't see anything but the hurt I feel that cripples my chest from loving anything whole heartedly, not even myself.
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How To Mend A Broken Heart
Randommy thoughts written out.. better than bottling them up.. right? unedited.