

--Feelings--~*~*~*~--Feelings--
I walk on eggshells all day long for you. One wrong move. One wrong word. One fatal mistake. You treat me like dirt, like I'm so far below you, undeserving of love and respect. But you have NO idea just how good you got it.
If you looked at how many times you have stabbed me in the back. Yet I still forgave you. I don't believe I'm even capable of holding grudges, even though everything you do hurts...
Almost every day now, I alienate myself so I don't have to hear the hateful words you throw at me. &n
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