I'm not sure what this is really.
Buuuut, ur welcome my darlings
Welcome to my deepest darkest, thoughts..
I love to write and I hope some of you will learn to too.
Having known her for years, You'd think I'd know her better. I hate to admit it, But I don't know her at all. Little secrets guard her true self. After what she said, I realise that I don't know the real her at all. I'm in love with her. Or should I say the parts of her that I choose to see. I wish I'd seen it earlier. I wish she would have shown me her true self. Maybe I could've learned to love that, in time. She broke me from the day I met her. Chipping slowly away at my Self esteem, she did it in hopes that it could help her. Instead it made both of us miserable. We fell apart. And she destroyed me. Neither can ever be salvaged. No miracle is big enough.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
