Him...
I though it was love but realy it was lust he kept me till he got what he wanted he wanted me but not in a good way he wanted me to show and what sad is i did and he used me.... i felt like a emty soul as he told me he had to focus on himself and being with me was to much...Am i? No he just wasent enough to handle me i was enough he just knew he wasent the one trying to make me feel like i was the useless body he could use but realy i was the one holding onto the realationship, i was the one with the upper hand not him. Him a stupid boy thinking his a grown man Him thinking he could break me but i gained confadence and showed him i was better Him playing with other women as i showed everyone i dident need a little boy...
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