It's amazing how easily some people can break a promise, how easily some people can just walk away. I'm tired of rebuilding myself, of puting the pieces back together. And to know that I was weak enough to let the same person break my heart and spirit twice makes it hard to even look at myself in the mirror
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I was the bill payer, the referee, the one who kept him together, as well as myself when we dated. I allowed myself to trust him, I let him go out to all hours of the night. I at first, believed his lies. When I confronted him about the lies, he made more. Then he kidnapped me, tried to take my child from me, tried to steal my car, and then tried to kill me.
That's some SHIT. I HATE HIM. My feelings are not of shame that I dated him, but of pure hate for this monster in human form.
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