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What gets to me is thinking that I truly imagined marrying him, having two kids, living in a house with a big yard, a pool, a beautiful garden! Cooking Sunday lunch for our family while watching him teach our son to play soccer the way he used to. My dream was to take his last name, to be his, to wear beautiful dresses, laugh with him, kiss him, and be happier than ever just because of our little family.
And in the end, he only traumatized me, made me become hypersexual, hypersexualized myself, because I never knew what it was like to be loved, only desired.
I hate who I’ve become, and I hate him.
she got a soft belly and soft titties and soft thighs and a soft ass and a soft heart
pov: birthday week
dream woman ✨
![The Realization This Brought Me Made Me Cry Actual Tears.. [not Mine]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/1d3162021ea086e14315a0660bcdd3b7/a14ee0edfecb9b13-2c/s500x750/764fa6c8cb3d65051079c1996544a9c2ff0b1f42.jpg)
![The Realization This Brought Me Made Me Cry Actual Tears.. [not Mine]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/5c93c43ed42dddb23da2ee0682361f01/a14ee0edfecb9b13-45/s500x750/101a13817d177118e7e43e60db7ed5014deebfd5.jpg)
the realization this brought me made me cry actual tears.. [not mine]
