There's just so much going through my mind. Call it angst. Or whatever. I just want it all to stop. To be able to breathe for once. and I believe that time will come. When I'll look back at this journey and smile. A of victory and say I got through it. I got through Limbo.
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'19' Last Days Of Being a Teenager |Memoir
Non-FictionNotes on Coming Of Age and stuff.