Memoirs of Ann

"Have you ever met someone and called it destiny?

Fitting together like the pieces in a puzzle until you somehow start to lose the pieces one by one.

Once you have drifted apart from that same someone you start to question destiny?

Then out of nowhere there's only one puzzle piece left, alone and sad.

Until eventually you have to accept the defeat because it wasn't destiny that drifted you two apart, it was free will.

And sometimes you just can't recover those missing puzzle pieces because you have no idea the where and how you lost them. No matter how hard you tried."

Real entries and memories to Ann from my journal.

cover by: @Godsofpercyjackson