Excerpts from a Teenager's Diary | Completed [UNDER MAJOR EDITITING]

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"He was becoming like a drug,you know?" I told my sister.

"A drug which I was getting addicted to. And it's not one of those drugs which fix your cold or something. It's the kind of drug which makes you feel so awesome but inside it's killing you and you know it but you choose to take a risk. You choose to let that drug take over you."

"You choose to let that drug become the source of your happiness. Instead of choosing what's right in front of you,what's good for you,you choose that drug. And one day, for sure, you won't see it again. Maybe 'cause you realise how bad it is for you. How bad it is to want to see that drug everyday. Wanting to talk to it everyday."

"So you finally get over it?" She asked.
"Yeah you do. Well, kind of. It's not that you stop wanting that drug. Somewhere you do. And you always will. But the thing is, that you'll stop dreaming about it. You'll stop thinking it's possible to love without getting hurt."