Broken

So today I got to experience hear break. Than one if my jobs fired me. I really felt like things were only going to get worse. I've never hated a man the way I hate TT. He has torn me open and made sure I had no way of possibly healing. Losing my job sort of added to the fire, and not in a good way. I pray to never give myself to another man, no matter the circumstances. Love died years ago, it's time that I face the facts.

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