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Nobody.

I promised myself years and years ago they’d never see me cry. And I’ve kept that promise from the small age of six.

Six.

And no one and nothing would ever, ever change that.

Until she came along.

She taught me things. She taught me how horrible I am. How I should simply run away and disappear. She taught me how much the world hates me. And she taught me how much I hate myself.

But nobody makes me cry, right?

Nobody gets the best of me.

Nobody…

Except her.

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