For whom I knew myself as,i've changed a lot.No more consuming alchochol,drugs,or any self harm of that matter.I'm over it,not because I didn't like it,I actually enjoyed it too much.But with a 3 year old child,I honestly don't have time.I sometimes imagine how it would be if I only had a normal,rich life.Not rich with money,or materiallity,but with happiness and love.I am not a sixty-year old grandma,in fact i'm only 20.I would be out partying,wearing high heels,short dresses,dye my hair rainbow colours,and other craziness,if only I didn't stay pregnant.And if only he didn't leave me.The one and only British hearthrobb,Harry Styles.
Please,don't start fangirling,because I hate that idiot.He left me,and there's no excuse for that.
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Baby Boy / / [h.s]
FanfictionI am more the type of a woman to never let a man take care of me.Oh I forgot,he's not a man,he's a boy.