Conflicted. Broken. Lustful.

I’m so confused and conflicted. I got used and left then found someone else and I found this one who’s kind of what always pulls me in in an instant, one who’s broken and I believe likes me back, and one who is totally different from my norm. Though just recently A past chapter has just given me hurt and worry and upset. Part of me hates myself. part of me is glad to be me. Part of me is just so broken, confused, starving for a certain type of attention that it’s almost sad to watch.

Like scraping at a wall hoping to find the door that’ll take you out of the pitch black silent room that haunts you in your own head. I can’t find that door…..not long enough to open it and that is the type of attention I crave behind the door in the darkness. My mind is so conflicted my heart tears every which way and it’s not staying together well.

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