Trust is too hard to come by for me anymore. Maybe my sister was right all along. I am damaged goods.
Too broken for real relationships. I feel like nothing more than a ghost that wanders through people's lives. Not terribly important, just kinda existing until they grow tired and drift away.
I let too many walls down around my heart, let too many people through my shields. Why do people keep trying to trust no matter how many times its broken?
I've been betrayed so many times that its beginning to become all that I expect out of other people. How sad is that?
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