I don't understand "friends" these days. Some are real and come through. Others are shady and always leave. This one goes out to those who either screwed me over or I did them wrong back some time ago when I didn't know myself, the me that should have been better.
The kind that had issues and problems all because she was a stranger to even herself not knowing who she is meant to be. She who made excuses for her actions didn't love herself enough and therefore could not love another before her own.
Even when I was this kind of person, I needed your love and support. But also someone who kept it real. Someone who could call me first when trouble came around. The one that never thought I could walk out on you. I needed you when I needed myself.
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Confessions about people in my former past life
No FicciónThis is personal writing I decided to do for many different reasons. These are realist things that have happened in my life and I felt like it was time to finally say the fullest and honest truth. (I wrote this story about a year ago and now I'm goi...
