I give up. I’m sick and tired of allowing you to play with my emotions. Allowing you to make me hurt…to make me cry. From now on I’ll be so fucking perfect that you won’t have cause to snark and rant but that does not make you right. You won in a sense but as of this moment you’ve lost me. I’ll still love you, nothing can change that but I won’t believe you next the time you say things will be different. I won’t stupidly let you near me or my heart. I love you but you’ve proven time and again that I can’t trust you. Maybe in time this will change, but I’m not holding my breath.

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There is true beauty in all of us, each and every one of us is beautiful. It doesn’t matter if you don’t wear the same clothes as anyone else, or you’re slightly bigger than other people, you’re beautiful just the way you are. Sometimes we forget to appreciate how lucky we are. ~*this-is-the-life2905