We all had that one time in life when we want to hate that person but we hate ourselves for not hating them.'Hurting someone is as easy as throwing a rock into the lake, but do they know how deep that rock can go?'
We tried, I tried, you tried to feel better, we tried to believe that we'll be happy again, we tried and tried and tried, but in the end, we are all tired.
We often want to disappear, but we want is to be found. We all got so focused on what we wanted that we missed the beauty of ourselves, the beauty of warmness, even though we can't see It but we all know how beautiful it is.
What we all want is to work so hard that one day when our future self looks at their past self they can proudly say that 'you did it!"
We all want that but that one little mistake can ruin our life.
Loving someone knowing that you'll never be able to hate them makes you hate yourself more and more.
In the end, we lose ourselves finding the right person.
All we need to do is train our minds to be stronger than our emotions or lose ourselves every time.
"We are all meant to die just once, but apparently, that is nothing short of a lie. A fake reality that we are taught in adolescence. When I learned that truth, I lost everything. ፈᏗᏁᏗᏒᎩ When you calmed my mind, you changed me and took the last thing from me that I had. Now I am alone in this world a victim of its unending cruelty. All of you will learn that. When you do you will wish that you treated me better while you had the chance, "
This is not a romance novel. Do not think this is a romance novel.
The sequel is thought.
Not all mobile devices will be able to show all the text accurately as I use fonts as a conveyer of mental health.
Warning
Every warning you can think of. There will be gore rape torture and what is worse.
Also, I make stories by writing the story plot and everything, and rewriting it to fit in the small details. The chapters all the final ones but the story itself has been finished.