It was a rainy day. I kind of hated life at the moment.
My boyfriend just broke up with me. I was in a fight with my friends. Nobody will talk to me, not even my parents.
There I was, sitting by the window, acting like nothing was happening.
I got a text, it was from Willa, she apologized, but I don't know if I could forgive her.
My name is Diasrash Morgwell, I hate myself for forgetting who I truly am.
I am a person, who truly cares for what happens, but right now, it is crappy to feel that way.
"Dia! Supper is ready!" My mother, Naomi called. She too had to deal with my crap.
"I am not.....COMING MOTHER!" I said, to only make my mother happy.
Well when I said my ex just broke up with me....I meant I did it. We got into so many arguments lately, I just couldn't deal with any of it.
I had my moments of crap.
I did my homework, and replied to Willa.
I am in great grief, I just need you, but do you even need me?
I waited for a reply. I got none.
Hello, life. You are not very simple
Hello, goodbye, why do I even try?
Simply in love, but now am not.
Worship this crap of thought.
Sorry not sorry.
Goodbye,life.
VOUS LISEZ
A memory to forget.
FantasyLove is something we all fall for. But in the end....we won't fall anymore.
