Life Full Of Sorrow

Life Full Of Sorrow

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Sad. Pain. Cuts. Tears. Nothing. Emotions. This book is a book in which I write to express my feelings, I have a lot of problems which make me depressed and nobody knows about it. Like they say, sharing with a stranger is better than your closest friend. So I won't have it planned out, after I come up with the title, I write what my heart desires. And trust me, the feels are real. This is how I feel everyday and for once I wish I could be diffferent and what people want me to be. I'm slowly fading away, and I doubt anyone will save me before I disappear.
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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.

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