Today was not a good day.. words where thrown at me like i was the paper and they where the ink.
What happens to the paper when the ink spills? It gets ruined.. it breaks all up its a wet mess that can't be fixed! So why the hell did you spill it in the first place! YOU MAKE ME FEEL TORN INTO PIECES
But i guess i knew all along..looking at that piece of paper.. without my name on it..i knew it, but i couldn't bring myself to believe i was different. That i didn't belong..
That I am just a mess covered in Ink
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Life Hurts .1 (Growing up Series)
ПоезіяRandom thoughts, words, feelings that are all not worth reading. Not worth anyone's time.. * All of these cover photos are mine Some images are not mine Growing Up Book Series's .1