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i handed them my heart. i was foolish back then, as i have been for a while now. not knowing the consequences of trusting someone blindly, i followed the path of life with almost a stupid skip in my step.
the air had felt fresher, my heart and mind had felt lighter. everything seems so perfect that when it all came tumbling down, i couldnt fathom the pain. was it wrong of me to not understand what had happened?
the blind trust i had put in the wrong people had backfired at me. it hit me when i least expected it.
at first, i did not want to believe it. the darker side of me had always known, and would constantly remind me, a sick version of foreshadowing.
i slowly learnt how to get used to the words thrown at me and even used them to describe myself on lonely nights.
