Living under a rock is so much better than knowing that the person I love has hurt me so much. My heart is in pieces and I’m trying to fix it on my own. It’s like a broken plate and I’m trying to fix a million pieces that’s can't be fixed. All you can do is buy a new one and hope to move one from the broken plate and try not to fix it again. I wish my heart can move the same.
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