It all started with her

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My best friend and I had the best of times together and the worst of times, but unfortunely late April of 2014 she died. This is my memorial to her, so please dont steal or take.Todos los derechos reservados

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My best friend died two weeks before school started up again. She wasn't just my best friend though, she was my sister, my human diary, my advisor, my light, my world, my everything. She gave me the most amazing 16 years and the memories I'll cherish for a life time. Her name is Santana, and she was the most beautiful, caring, sweetest girl I'll ever meet. And I got the pleasure of calling her my best friend. Trust me this story will be sad, but I don't want to focus on the death of Santana, but rather the life she had and the amazing last summer we spent together.

How do you ever know what someone is truly like? You don't.

Poem Diary : Sonnets of a quiet heart but a loud mind de dartywriter888

A bunch of poems I found in my notes app and Google docs. I make poems and collect them cause it's all the words I wanted to say but never said so I write with pen and paper. Some of them rhyme or they just keep on going. Lots of Spiraling & unwritten run off sentences. Hope you enjoy!!

"Two best friends navigate the highs and lows of life, sharing laughter, secrets, and moments of sibling-like closeness. But when one is forced to leave, their unshakable bond is tested by time and distance. This heartfelt story explores the strength of friendship, the pain of separation, and the hope of reunion." ~ Iloveyou For Always Been My Home BBG ❤️✨🧿

"He treats me good, he loves me," "But do you love him?"

Aren't We Friends? de softballof_anxiety

Two best friends. One night. That's is all it took to change the life of a young girl... Following contains: • Cussing • Sexual content • Suicidal thoughts/trigger

It was a one-night-stand gone wrong. A heat-of-the-moment, unintended slip-up that was all my fault. I swore that I wouldn't do it - even punched my best friend in the face to prove it. But I ruined everything: our friendship, her innocence, my life. It was supposed to get her out of my system, but now I want her more than ever.

It was like a fairytale being with him. It was like the world could come crashing down but not even that could tear us apart. *** "I didn't ask for you to come into my life or to expect me to love you more than I could possibly love him. I hate you, I hate everything about you. I hate how you barged into my life thinking you could solve everything. I hate how you expect me to act like nothing happened. I hate how you remind me so much of him. Nobody asked you to do this.." I hadn't realized how close I had gotten to him until his hands cupped my face. "He asked me, okay? He begged me to look after you. You need to face reality. He's dead Emma." *** We were perfect together. Nothing could tear us apart. Nothing....except death. © Copyright 2015 All Rights Reserved.

Love is where the heart is. Doesn't matter if its long over due. Its still love. Even if you go through...... The Thick Of It!

Things felt easy. Things got difficult. It all felt right, but it all went downhill. She fell in love, so did he, and so did he. Time just seemed to took away everything. It took away her everything. !DO NOT COPY! (Update Jan 2025: Beware this was written back in 2018/19 😅 beware lol)

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Santana's Final Hour

My best friend died two weeks before school started up again. She wasn't just my best friend though, she was my sister, my human diary, my advisor, my light, my world, my everything. She gave me the most amazing 16 years and the memories I'll cherish for a life time. Her name is Santana, and she was the most beautiful, caring, sweetest girl I'll ever meet. And I got the pleasure of calling her my best friend. Trust me this story will be sad, but I don't want to focus on the death of Santana, but rather the life she had and the amazing last summer we spent together.

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