Breaking Point
There is no breaking point. The more the hurt, the more you break, it's simple enough. I didn't know it before. I used to let myself roam free with guards down and let my heart open to everyone. I was vulnerable, defenceless and an idiot. I never cared about the times I got hurt. I thought I could start over from scratch but I realize now I never was able to fix myself. I kept breaking. And before I knew, I had stopped being me.
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