Damaged girl

Damaged girl

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Dear Milan, (Letter to myself) Living in Philadelphia has taught me nothing about "Brotherly love" it taught me more of "That ain't yo damn friend, only trust yaself", and that's tea. Anyways, my life got crazy when I turned 6. It's like everything was good and then my dad got locked away and it was just me and my dukes. F.Y.I I'm not Muslim, it's just something I caught onto over the years. The shit I been through you wouldn't even imagine, I seen shit that I didn't even know I knew about. Over the years I realized that I knew more then I should, shit more then I thought. Nobody knows everything I go through, people think because I have nice shoes and good clothes that I'm not going through shit. When in reality them nice shoes and clothes ain't coming from nobody in my household. Read about my life and everything that's happened. I promise you'll be hooked after the first chapter. Love Milan, *Note from author 'Please pay close attention to the title of the book, she will go back in forth between ages.. not all the time but it is very likely to happen' -Girl on cover was drew by @princess__kay__ on Instagram!
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"If you were really my best friend, you'd see that you were the only person I've ever wanted to be with. You've been dating everyone else while I'm just sitting around waiting for you to open your damn eyes!" I yelled at him as tears streamed down my cheeks. He looked at me with wide eyes, clearly confused. He then held a sympathetic look on his face when he saw how passionate I was about this entire situation. I can't believe he didn't realize all these years that he was the one I wanted to be with all along. "How was I supposed to know Riley? You didn't tell me shit!" He yelled back at me but still held his same sympathetic look. I shook my head at him, wiping my face as I backed away from him, stepping into a pile of snow in the process. There was already snow on ground but more snow had just started to fall from the sky. "Look, I have to go. My mom wants me home for dinner." I said turning on my heels and walking away towards my house. I didn't even bother looking back but I knew he was still standing there. I wondered if he'd run after me or if he'd sweep me off my feet like I always imagined but no, nothing. Just broken dreams and maybe even a broken friendship. *For hopeless romantics

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