Tell Me Im Wrong
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  • LECTURES 424
  • Votes 49
  • Parties 14
  • Durée 1h 2m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mai 12, 2014
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If someone would have told me a year ago that I would be where am now in life I probably would have laughed in their face and walked away. I never used to do my hair for school, how I woke up with it is how I went out with it. I used to not care if I had a boyfriend or not , i just used boys to fool around and that was it. I used to think there was no such thing as "my future", which is ironic because my name is Hope. I mean yes I was smart but I couldn't let anyone know that even if it meant not going to some fancy college with  a big scholarship. I used to go months without crying, now i can barely go a week. I used to think every one was my friend. I used to get drunk and high and hook up with random guys and be satisfied with that, what happened? He happened! He barged into my life like police into a Friday night party and turned my life around. But now that that lifestyle is so far gone, its kind of hard to imagine I ever had it. Yet, I still remember it as if it was yesterday...
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