Dear diary,
Mother told me once that addiction is bad. Addiction is like taking drugs, once you get into it, you can't stop, no matter how hard you try.
And addiction becomes an obsession. You'll want more. You'll crave for more. Alas, you can't live without it.
The word 'addiction' never represented me in any way, until I met her.
Her.
Everytime I see her, I just want to hold her in my arms. I just want to touch her hair and tell her, how much I can sacrifice myself for her.
Even now, I'm missing her every single second. Her words that brought me comfort, the smile that can cause me feel a thousand emotions.
If I could just...forget about the past and move on...
Maybe I can love again. And I'll never let her go.
- kth.
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"You're seriously going to continue hanging out with that creep?" Yuna asked me, as I only looked away.
Why does everyone call him a creep?
"Got a problem?" I asked sarcastically, fiddling with my fingers. A bad habit of mine when I'm nervous.
"Yeah." she said. "A big problem at that."
"He didn't even do anything to you." I answered.
"That's because you don't know anything about his past!"
I turned to her, confused. What does she mean by that?
"Don't talk nonsense. That isn't going to convince not to be friends with him."
Yuna only sighed.
"Fine. Don't regret it when you get into big trouble with him."
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i can't with my cringey
author notes, what was
the 2019 to early 2020
me doing???
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cringey ass messages,
pretend you never saw
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