... That decided I
Wasn't good enough
To be her friend anymore,
At the beginning of year six.
First: I'm not sorry for
Making you cry.
I cried because of you too,
But you never cared.
Second: Fuck you for spreading lies and rumors about me.
You're so not cool.
~ Holly
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Poetry[0.5] Home Home, for me, Isn't the place I grew up in. It's my friends. Songs. Beautiful moments. Train rides, Sleepovers, The ocean And escaping the rain in a café. It's also here: My online friends, wonderful people, amazing stories. I want you t...
