people expect love to be this joyful, calming and happy experience, but love is nothing like that. love is war, and pain. love is yelling at the top of your lungs at 3am. love is drowning in a bottle of vodka when he says goodbye again and again and again. love is arguing with him over even the smallest things. love is fighting for the one you want even when you think you should give up.
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Writings, rants, questions, poems, really just my life in a book.
PoetryI'm an over emotional little dandelion. Very sensitive but also a tough little cookie. So like this is all my feelings in a little book. Some are about people. Some are about me. Some are about life. Just everything really. PLEASE LEAVE feedback ! F...
