Bruises, lies, fake smiles, constant cries and a horrifying past. Promises broken, lost loves and the “trust me” that didn’t last. I should have left the first time you hit me. People ask me why it’s so hard to trust anyone and I ask them why is it so hard to keep a promise. T.M.

I’m not upset
that you lied to me,
I’m upset that
from now on
I can’t believe you.
Friedrich Nietzsche