hurts so good

Hazel. Just like the color of my eyes. everyone loved my eyes , but not me. Misunderstanding is what i hate. Liars, betrayals, love, hurt. Its all there. No one likes that but it is what I had to go through all together. The perfect childhood? The perfect life? The perfect love? The perfect friends? Not what I would call it.

Read on to find out her so called ''life''