Literature Lovers

Everybody has their own sob story that just makes them want to bawl their eyes out. My sob story began a Tuesday afternoon.

Hopeless Love

I'm hopeless in love. I feel angry, pissed off at myself. I felt that I was miserable, desperate for his love. I tried to deny my love for him, but I can't; my heart is controlling everything. Here I am, crying in my inside. Trying to control my feelings when he flirts with the other girls. Let's start.