You don’t want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware I’m tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.


Someone can only hurt you as much as you let them, and how much it hurts depends on what you believe your pain is worth. Read that again. 

Lyrics are from Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush. Listen here.
Or if you like covers, listen to this version by Placebo

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Violet Fawkes

Violet Fawkes (she/her) is a freelance writer and sex blogger focusing on pleasure education, erotic fiction, and the intersection of identity, kink and mental health.