Prologue

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-if you cant love yourself, you cant love ANYONE.

I picked up my phone for the fifth time in a row, waiting in the café for a special someone who I asked to come and meet up with me

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I picked up my phone for the fifth time in a row, waiting in the café for a special someone who I asked to come and meet up with me.

she's by far the most beautiful thing I have ever set my eyes on, beautiful may even be an understatement. we are together both still in school, no money of our own, house of our own, car of our own. I really love her but I don't even know about commitment, loyalty, vows. I don't even know what love is. How can we know...

we're 16

I'm still seated waiting and just thinking about how inferior I am, how I think if I pass at this opportunity I will never find love, how I'm to skinny for someone like her to like me, how I'm so socially awkward I can barely breathe in this damn café, how we will never work out together because we are like peanut butter and ham, they never work out(speaking from extreme diarrhea experience) plus how STUPID I am for wasting her time and now I understand  why the universe told me to come here, to end things with us. Even if I'll be so heartbroken I will barely eat...

at least she'll be happy

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-this is a pologue hope you enjoyed it .

this is not just a book its a self love lesson in disguise.

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