love ?

im starting to think life is just a sick and twisted game where in he end nobody wins a prize

i broke my own heart today i thought it was impossible for someone to love me but evan did and i left him .. he deserves better than me he deserves someone who loves him and wants a future .. i try to pretend that i want a family and children and to live but most of the time i don't did you know the average lifespan of women with bipolar disorder is 27 ? im 20 now and the number 27 gives me a headache i never told him who i was and when i did i would water it down .. because how could someone love someone so broken ? and if you think i'm overthinking think about it .. have you ever bought a broken mug or cracked vase over a average mug or vase ? 

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