Murderers of love.

Claudia Hernandez

image: pinterest I call them the murderers of love.

Those people who can’t seem to appreciate the little things you do for them.You just want their acceptance but end up with no appreciation for your good-hearted actions.

Those people who always try to push you from your happiness cliff.No matter how much you pray for them to stop, their hands keep resisting and they do not pull back.

Those people who don’t care if you die from a stab in the back.Because they are the ones who stab you. At first they make sure you trust them with your life, but eventually they are the first ones to deny your existence three times.

Those people who work their ass off to make your good day become a bad one. They see a smile from your mouth and that ignites their desire to call you names, to judge…

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