I never believed that people could fall in love. At least I have stopped believing it. I always believed I was destined for divorce, violence, or just to stay lonely forever. My family was never the best example of what a happily ever after should look like. Out of wedlock kids, divorce after divorce, or those who stayed together constantly fighting. There isn't a single couple in my family who seems to be genuinely happy with their significant other. That's why I don't really care about what people think, because I have no one to impress. After all, I am destined for a lifetime of heartbreak and failure.
Quarantine got me acting strange
Also I will be making a new cover don't worry this ugly one isn't permanent.
JE LEEST
Finding Amerie
TienerfictieAmerie Barrington is an independent individual. She enjoys her solitude and embraces her inevitable future of not having one in terms of love. After witnessing generations of couples in her family split up she has come to terms with the fact that sh...
