So....I'm not gong lie, I miss B. There, I said it, I miss her. I miss the way we talked and how we got pretty close. I miss having her as a friend, I'm a fucking mess, like I miss our sleepovers and everything. I'm sorry. If you read this, I am really sorry for the bitch I became. I am fucking sorry...
Goodbye everyone, see you later
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Broken But Not Broken (COMPLETE)
Non-FictionOk, so everything that you read actually happened, so if you want to keep reading its your choice, WARNING: Sometimes I feel that my depression doesn't make sense, please, if you relate to this story, or you start feeling worse STOP READING! UPDA...
