Sometimes I ask myself what went so wrong. Did I do something wrong to you? Because if I did please tell me, so I can change in something better. But then I realized I didn't do anything wrong at all. It wasn't my fault that you lost interest in me. People come and go in your life. And from every single one, you learn a new lesson. And sometimes people stay longer than others, but that's fine. I learned a lesson from that person and now he/she is on his/her way to the next person to teach a lesson. Gosh this is a very weird chapter I'm sorry :)
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Short StoryI'm just writing down short stories about depression, self harm, dreams, and...what if's! I'm really sorry if my English is really bad, it isn't my main language.
