(all my stories are like my diary.)
please enjoy! and they'll be more every weekend
<3
author( Blake aka oh-deardiary)
(p.s poems are always at the bottom)
(^•-•^)
I died a thousand times, but oh lover you didn't love me.
you moved on, it hasn't been a month.
Am I okay?
eres un amor, te amo.
I love that I can support myself now.
I feel more better and When I lost you I found myself, I don't need him I could support myself and I feel even more prettier without him.
he's an asshole, and I am too but I don't judge people so I love that about myself.
I tried more makeup looks and I really love it.
I just remembered how pretty I was without meeting your expectations.
hey but i moved on from that shit, I have a new "crush?"
I don't know what you call it but yeah.
he's the type of guy who hangs around shitty people.
but that's what I love about him.
I met him that way, when I was skipping.
he caught my attention for awhile.
before I decide to go for you.
biggest regret ever, I really wanted to take a picture of him yet they weren't any print pictures. I want him to think about me and dream about me at night.
(POEM TIME!!)
he looks just like a dream, a dream were the sky shines
and you see violets all over the land
and he's right there standing with a smile, people couldn't forget.
yet he was with other shitty people, but you seemed so peaceful
you saw me fall
maybe because of you
even if, would you give me a chance?
