7/20/18

Skittles: heart never breaks the same

The first person I remember loving was a boy. When we broke up it felt like I was stabbed in the lower right lung. When Kimmy left me suddenly it felt like I was hit by a bus. That bus knocked the wind out of my lungs and the life from my body. I didn't even feel hitting the ground. When I hurt Gordic it felt like I broke my left leg below the knee. I was to proud to use crutches, a brace, or a wheel chair. I continue to inflict damage on myself everyday until it finally healed wrong months later. Years later having to break it again and do it right was terrifying, but not painful.  The worst Amoriartii has ever hurt me was like getting struck by lightening. Surprising, out of nowhere, and puts you into shock. It took a while for my senses to come back to me. When Vendetta left me it felt like being dropped into the ocean during a storm. I was being dragged down. It was cold. I couldn't breath. I struggled between drowning and swimming. I was always exhausted. I wanted to die. Kimmy and Vendetta break ups are the worst paind I've ever known.

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