It was a pretty day when I met you.
Maybe a little too pretty. I had breakfast that day with my family which doesn't happen often. Everyone was happy, smiling and laughing. I wanted to join in the happiness but my growing depression and just plain unhappiness was keeping me from feeling that way. I had some pancakes, something I never eat but for some reason I did that day.......it was a pretty day
Maybe a little too pretty
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Before I Met You 💉
Teen FictionMy life in a few short sentences. Please don't get bored