Wednesday, May 23, 2012

You might think that I hate you, that I'm full of spite, but really I'm grateful 'cause what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I may be dented and all cut up, but never completely broken. Always able to repair, indestructible.   I don't care what you think, this is me, this is my life so just stop with all your bashes and blows.  I'm done being your punching bag.  You need to realize that the person you're hurting the most is yourself.  I'm sorry there's no one there to patch you up, but that's because you chased them all away.  You were so blind.  I pity you. Just don't expect me to help you.  Watch out, the punching bag is punching back.

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