Sweetheart,
you grew up a fucking
screw up
you wished you were pretty
but, damn
you're beautiful &
I can't help but stare
at you
as you walk
like
you're the only girl in the world.
But darling,
you're perfect the way
you are & there is
no hope for
more.
[ this chapter is dedicated to everyone sho has felt useless, worthless, ugly, or anything that just put you in a bad mood. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for whatever is happening to you that you have suicidal thoughts, that you harm your beautiful body but, I love you. And someone other than me loves you. I'm not gonna bullshit you either. People will come & go but, who gives a fuck. It only matters who stays & whoever left they all taught you a lesson that, not everyone stays but its okay, it only matters on who stayed. I love you all.]
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Sweetheart
Poetrya story in which , a boy writes a series of crumpled up notes expressing himself to the girl of his dreams. (sequel to darling)
