So.. Y'all I'm not gone lie before I came on wattpad and met everyone of y'all (BTW I'm not new) I was hard asf >.> ask my cousin... I didn't cry over niggas ._. I didn't give a fuck about what niggas said or did to me and I kept 100 shit the old Melanie/Ayana was not fun at all I ain't play no types of bullshit . I had no friends (very little ) my dad wasn't around (still isn't ) and I became my own boss. Then like my poem 'Dear Old Me' I started changing to the shy scared and fragile Melanie and I let people use me. I cried over everything. The first time I ever started having emotions is when my bestfriend on wattpad committed suicide when I found out my heart fucking shattered like I cant explain to you how much that shit fucking hurt . that is the very first time I started having emotions . but now ._. The old Ayana is back...... Fuck around with me if you want too....
