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Okay, so my heart has been broken. It really has been, and that’s why I’ve been doing the same to people I think deserve it. I’ve been breaking hearts. I’ve been a bad person on purpose because I’ve wanted guys that’s been bad to girls before should feel as bad as the girls they hurt. I thought this would make me feel good, that this would make me feel free and like I made a difference in the world. I would break their hearts and I would keep getting stronger, for every fake kiss I would get a little better and they would feel a little worse. It didn’t work out like that, for every fake kiss I kept getting a little weaker, for every heart I thought I broke I just kept feeling more and more heartbroken myself.
I had to stop, and I am trying. But now I’m scared, I’m scared of people like me. What if the guy I fall in love with has heard that I’m a heartbreaker and wants me to feel pain. I’ve felt pain by hurting others. I thought I was helping other girls by getting back at badboys. All I did was making myself fear love, fear kissing and making myself hate somebody’s hands on my body.
I wanna love you, I wanna kiss you, I wanna be yours forever. But I’m scared, so please be gentle with me. Don’t punish me for what I’ve done, what I did was punishing enough.
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