I am a bítch.
Everyone seems to hate me.
I don't mean it.
I didn't purposely ignore you.
I didn't purposely push you away.
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I feel myself changing.
Internally.
It is awkward- one half of me wants everything to stay the same.
The other half wants me to grow up, move on and discover new things.
The latter half seems to be making me into a bítch.
I am growing up.
Mentally, physically, emotionally- I am changing.
This is the strangest thing I have been through.
Wanting everything to remain static and then wanting everything to change.
It is weird but I can't help it.
The accidental bítch.
***
I don't want to be a bítch.
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Dark Thoughts
Teen FictionSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
