Feeling trap by my own imagination. Not caring the surroundings or people. I was truely alone. Crying for someone didn't worth fighting for. I remember you turn your back on me. It really hurts. I know i probably deserve this.
I hate that the fact you didn't care at all. Being alone and no one else notice. Sh*ty feeling being worthless.
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Papers Inside A Box
DiversosThis is my journey as growing up Well, memories last longer. People change, their attitude,favourites,personality,likes either dislikes and everything. I kept these papers inside a box which was called Memories on a box. I holding onto these papers...
