Confessions of a dangerous mind
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Last published Thu, Mar 26, 2015
What hurts the most is not lost love nor is it any sort of physical or mental pain. It is the realisation that hits you straight in the face the morning after.
The new reality and world you wake up to once it is over. Knowing that you haven't got the slightest clue what anything or anyone is. No one and nothing is is how they saw it is. The voice of the cracks getting bigger and the moment that you finally let go.
this book holds my writting of a dark period of my life I am still going through.
Inspired by bent up anger, tears and sadness. Having a love-hate relationship with your dearest and closest.
I hope you you can relate to it like I once did.
My FIRST book.
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