Non- Fiction

I'm just a simple girl living in a normal life. Doing normal things and having normal friends. Something extravagant? Pft. I'm sorry but that doesn't exists in my life . You can't find any of that in me . I'm not popular or famous but I can't also say that I'm a nobody. I also have friends from different parts of our city and for me that's more than enough to prove to you that I'm not a nobody but sometimes I can't really stop asking myself "Am I not really a nobody?" because I can really feel that often now. Am I already overthinking?