I saw on you social media that you have a new girl now.
My friends like her.
Your friends like her.
You like her.
And I like her.
I hate that I like her.
She hasn't done anything wrong for me to hate her.
But it hurts to see you guys together. I still can't hold it together behind closed doors.
Gosh. I mean I guess it's good that you broke up with me
I mean I'm the one that has trust issues.
I'm the one with anxiety.
I'm the one with depression.
I'm the one who tried the hardest.
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The Golden Girl
PoesíaJayla was the perfect golden girl. With every bright girl comes a dark mind. Was Jayla's mind just too dark?
