Life is full of so many things. Pain, love, hate, strength, weakness, etc. Every day you have to get up and live to the best of your ability. It's a long journey throughout life. You can learn so much and go through even more. But I just have to say I haven't been dealt the best hand but I've played the hell out of it. I've beat the odds so many times. I've been down and out. I've been broken and done. At the end of the day, I still got up and did what I had to do. Growth is so beautifully painful. It takes you through a long journey. What you pick up along the way will keep you going or hold you back. Which one will you do?
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Diary of a 20 something
PoetryThis is just a book about poetry,growing,my thoughts and etc