Proof I am a bad person
Excerpts from my most recent favorite fiction class stories:
"Believe me when I tell you that I was dying inside when I told you those horrible words, I was hurting too, however when you left I thought that maybe you would forget about me and have a better life, or so I thought."
"She tried desperately to erase all those ill feelings away, but it was impossible, the simple fact of being rejected and denied love was a consuming pain for her, and to be not loved back, it meant death. So instead she closed herself in her own shell, but now the same person who put her in it was trying to get her out."
"It was the kind of day where you could toast a piece of bread outside."
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