It kills me that he can't see how I feel about him.It hurts the way his words are framed and fired at me .The one person I thought I could trust and rely upon ? Proved me wrong again.I can feel myself cracking and at this very moment I feel so hopeless and anyways who gives a damn about trusting again.
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The Little Black Notebook
Teen FictionIts a secret spilled ink of a girl whose constant is herself. Not beautiful but broke. She is dense but delicious It's her collection of thoughts ....every single time.These are words she wants to say and the feelings she suffer but can't muster up...
