You're the person I wanna be.
Even after some mistakes, you continued.
You wrote poems, made memories that you'll never forget, made music and amazing friends.
You gave me advice that I took for life.
And I still hate you.
At least that's what I feel sometimes, but it's not my fault.
The point is, you have the perfect life, and I want it.
So why did you treat me so badly?
What did I do wrong?
Am I worthless?
I want to be you.
Create amazing memories.
Make amazing things.
Help amazing people.
And forget worthless people.
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Random Diary
FanfictionI'm a Portuguese (from Portugal) writer who just wants to express their thoughts in some way. I'll also write a little bit of trauma, there'll be warnings if I think it's too serious.
