If I were to speak about love, I’d say it’s the most useless thing ever; it isn’t for me. Love drains you and can even get you killed. With the wrong person, you’ll suffer no matter how much you try to please them. Love is wicked. Love is pain, terrible, and hurtful. There’s nothing special about it. I’m deeply hurt and now hate guys so much; love is clearly not meant for me. I’ve reached a stage where nothing a guy says can make me believe he truly loves me.
Nothing on this earth. Before, I’m not ready for a relationship again; maybe when I should be 25 or 26, I’ll be ready. Men have done me strong things. I’m just 22, and I’ve seen shege. How do some guys sleep peacefully at night? Fully knowing they hurt someone, someone I call my bf. Useless boy hasn’t messaged me for 1 week, but he’s posting. I just want to block him now, and I pray I heal. I hate guys.
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