I'm just constantly on the verge of crying. Your fucking games fucked me up. I am not able to be treated like a tennis ball. You can't throw me and retrieve me whenever you want without expecting me to break. I let you break me. I was whole and happy before I met you. I was even happier when I met you, so I gave you all of these chances. Stupid me. I am defeated. I have to rebuild myself all over again. Fuck. It took me so long to be so happy with myself. It took me so long to feel good about being alive. And I allowed myself to have it torn down sooooo quickly. What the fuck?? I have to learn. I have to be less trusting, less empathetic, less loyal. I am loyal to a fucking fault. Remember this, Jackie. Fucking remember this.







