bye y'all. this book was written when i was a big hot mess pining over guys that didn't give a single fuck about me. so honestly if you relate to this please get your shit together and do something instead of being upset over it. do something. force yourself out of your comfort zone. don't play the victim. don't harbour self-pity, and most of all, move on because that part is the most important one. stop thinking about the past and just focus on the present and future. in 20 years you'll be chuckling to yourself about your teen sorrows. so suck it us sis/fam/man.
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Poetrysmall sad words and maybe sometimes some happiness and hope. this won't end until i have learnt how to love myself. then a new era will start. - hope y'all readers are okay if you need advice look at the last chapter.
