Love is a feeling we a feel. There are different types of love. And sometimes as a teenager we mistaken love for desire.
From rants to poems this book is a ticket inside my mind and the world a teenager lives in. Because in the end he was never mine...
The title says it all ... He said no I asked him and he said no. I'm kind of sad because I knew this was gonna happen.
4 days later I'm fine now and the pain I felt went away. To be honest I'm glad I got that off my chest and can now probably move on from all this. So guess what...
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