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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

<p>Everyone tended to believe they had a soulmate out there somewhere. We all believed that we deserved love and everyone wanted someone perfect. Love was supposed to be perfect wasn't it? No one was supposed to cry because of love because we all expected it to be beautiful. Was it though?</p>

<p>I needed someone to be there for me. I felt so lonely sometimes mad everything became overwhelming. I needed someone who I felt safe with ,someone who made me feel enough in the moments that I was not doing enough. Someone who would do anything to protect me. People would not accept it but they all needed someone like this. Someone who was proud to have me and I wondered what I had done not to have someone like that. Life had been pretty hard and I needed someone to be there for me. To know that at least something good was happening in my life. There were days that I was feeling so low and I wondered why I had to endure all of that when I could end it in a heart beat. </p>

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