Unheard and Alone.
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Dernière publication mer., sept. 27, 2017
The story of a girl named Brinley. Stories from her last year of high school, first true heartbreak and what she thought was her first love. How she survived anxiety and depression, almost succeeding with a suicide attempt. Her battle with her addiction to drugs and alcohol and her distraught family.
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❝𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮'𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙 𝙤𝙛. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥. 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙩. 𝙑𝙪𝙡𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚. 𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙. 𝙂𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙮. 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙. 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣.❞ Control. That's all Brylee wants. Control of her mind. Her weight. Her life. She may have a slightly unhealthy relationship with food, but she's fine. At least, that's what she tells herself. Then he comes along - the one she swore she would never let in again. His mind is an enigma. But maybe he's not as bad as she thought. Or maybe he's even worse, she can't decide. As their senior year progresses, secrets become harder to keep in the dark. She's losing control. And so is he. But sometimes losing control is a good thing.
my first love was my hometown I am still grieving her
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