Everything Goes.

Your happiness, your friends, your family: everything.

Bitter right?

But again, everything goes.

Your misery, your problems, your insecurities: everything.

Hold on please, you matter.

Don't judge me based on my reading lists, my library is wider and wilder.

I love myself too much to delete what my baby self built on here but PLEASE believe me, I have evolved. Thanks, bye.