I don't know how I got here. I don't know how everything fell apart, but slowly. Oh so slowly. I lost her and gained him. My girl. She's no longer mine. Not that I owned her in any way but her affections that she gave as a gift. She revoked them. Now he loves me. More than just a friend. We are happy together, if not a bit odd. But that's just how things go about isn't it. I spend one week in a mental hospital and all of a sudden I realize what's actually wrong with my life. Almost nine months later and I'm the happiest I've ever been with the roughest fucking lows I could ever imagine, but I'm happy.
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Just some of my inner thoughts
Non-Fictionas the title says, this is basically gonna be my diary when I feel like I need to write out my feelings
