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I'm. A. Cheat.

I need to confront myself with the truth for what I really am. A lying two faced cheat. Pretending to like things he does just to make him happy.

I'm a liar. And I'm a cheat. I'm cheating my self out of happiness just so a man can fucking stay in my life.

Is this what love and affection has reduced me to ?

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