i honestly don't remember posting that yesterday it was really personal and i don't recall publishing it. Probably a bug or glitch but it's weird. but after seeing that and all the others i haven't posted it got me a type of way. like a way where i wanna talk to someone but the right person isn't even talking to me like i wish things went differently. the days i need you the most you turn the other cheek and it's pretty scary if you think about it. i wish that you see this because i have so many things to tell you and honestly can't tell anyone else cause you're the only one that understands me crazy right. i got a call today from a friend in desperate need for help but i can't even help myself. it's different with everyone. i'm some people's support system but they aren't mine. i guess it's how i work. but that call made me think. if we don't talk anymore if we deleted each other's numbers how will we talk even we need each other. what if one of us is in deep danger so close to falling apart you won't be there for me. so why did we end was it for the right reasons or all the bad reasons. Who will you go for support or who will i go for support who will hug each other when pain starts when temptation begins and doesn't stop. who's gonna be there i miss that. i miss everything every hug every kiss most importantly every touch and conversation.
I miss us
i need you
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My Life, My Story 2
Não FicçãoThis is a story about girl who is confused and conflicted with what life has to give her. With tension and her trying to figure if she should tell the truth about her life.
