Oliwia Kazimierczak

Oliwia Kazimierczak

Oliwia Kazimierczak
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If you look at her closely you can see that, every now and then she turns away from her group of friends, her smile falters and she becomes another person for a few seconds. And you can see all the wreckage behind her fake smile

I've witnessed this. It is a loss of beauty and dying ember of flame. It is proof that scars run deep and have touched the soul.  I wait patiently for the slightest bit of smile to reach her eyes. I long to see that flame that brightened these once sparkling eyes.  Empty...lifeless...sad...

I thought he was a myth." "Oh, you know what they say, all myths based in truth and all that." She smiled at him, but this time it was different. Her face smiled, but her eyes didn't.

I'm not sure if I'm depressed. I mean, I'm not sad. But I'm not exactly happy either. I can laugh and joke and smile during the day, but sometimes when I'm alone at night I forget how to feel.                                                                                                                                                      More

im not sure if im depressed i mean im not sad but im not exactly happy either I can laugh and joke and smile during the day but sometimes when im alone at night i forget how to feel. The truth of how we all feel

You are so selfish. Even after breaking my heart you keep coming back just to make sure it can't recover.

A recovery from narcissistic sociopath relationship abuse.Yes,they keep you just in case there is a shred of your strength left,so he can take that also.Oh the evil mind games,if we only knew what a sociopath was,maybe we could of gotten away

Heartbreak

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