How do you ever tell someone how much they ruined you? to the point where you sit in your bathroom alone at night with the shower running thinking whether or not just to end it all right now... just end it. it seems so simple. It never is. Was it easy to get ruined like that? to be hurt and still go back for more? hell no it was never easy for you. it hurt. you don't get ruined easily. IT HURTS! obviously this should not be an easy thing...but in your head you're thinking hell ya it is. it's better, it'll take all this away and he can no longer do this to me. He can no longer hurt me, no more bruises, no more feeling so used and worthless. well what good are you if all that goes away? If that goes away you are worthless...a corpse in the ground. it's what he wanted a new beginning, a new girl. He can pretend to be an angel to help you through something, he can say he loves you, he can say it so many times but don't be stupid enough to believe it. He can hurt you...most likely will. but some will take it to the next level...i know he did. so here the shower is running. I've got the gun in my left hand, with the bullet in my right. All I have to do i put it in... I'm sitting here spinning it, playing russian roulette without the bullet because i haven't decided...is it that easy? i've been sitting here for 3 hours. nobody at home notices. I've spun it 20 times. 3 times i would have been shot. I can't decide if it's that easy...I can't decide.
fix me, love me, break me, beat me
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