When something is gone, it's just gone. You can't continue to fake it because in doing so your just killing off yourself one piece at a time.
I am a whore, and no not to another man, to my own husband. For I've been using sex as a control tool and not as a sign of love.
That part of my heart is black as black can be and now I just want out, so badly that I think it would just be easier to just die.
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