Ok um hi this not really my first time writing I had another story but I didn't finish so I decided to delete it because I didn't know what else to put in it but it was a larry stylinson fiction that was the first time I've written I'm not very good at it neither. I hope you like this story (well its a diary story I'm making up) I made the tittle picture myself I hope I hope you enjoy and leave a comment if you want I really want to know how I'm going with this diary story and if you have any Ideas that I could put in let me know and thanx enjoy x (video above)
Ok uh so I was trying to be fancy on the first page. Don't know why,I'm horrible at writing in cursive.
good thing I decided to start over cause I was about to go into a heep of complaints. That's not I want this to be about. I want to write positive things.
Of course not everything will be positive but I don't think it's wrong to keep that mind set. Well as I said on the previous(epic fail) page my name is Amanda Santa,I'm 19 years old.
I haven't lived for very long,but I've been through enough shit to know that you're definitely given a life you don't choose.
Dear Andre,
I hate how things turned out.you were my first experience of true love. You unlocked feelings that I didn't know I was capable of feeling. For one,I will always love you.
Even when I moved on and never think about you, you will always have that place in my heart. This isn't about what you've done or what I've done,this is about me letting go for good.
Part of me didn't want to let you go because I thought you and we're the one who taught me the meaning of love.
I thought what we had is how love is supposed to and should be. I was wrong... and I need to let you go. Yes I've found someone who provides me with more than what you ever gave, but this also isn't about me letting you go to make room for someone new.
I want to let you go to free myself, my mind, my soul and my spirit from our unfortunate relationship experience. It has taught me alot but has also hurt me in many ways.
We were strong for as long as we lasted and we should be proud of that. We eventually put up a fight with ourselves and each other. Like I said... we should be proud.
