Sometimes all you know about yourself is that you're different. You don't know if you're part of the good type of different or the bad one, or even if such things as types in this, do exist. All you know is that you're different. Different from everybody else you know. Places never seem to fit your personality for too long. People get tired of you. You have a hard time pretending to be normal. And accepting and understanding the deepness of what makes you different, is mostly often a hard job to do.
I'm not better or worse than anyone. I'm just different. And some days, like today, I accept it.
Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more,And it's been a while but I still feel the same,Maybe I should let you go
Valentine's plan: Leave the friendzone!
My third post in less than 24 hours, I'm on fire today lulz
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My fake twin ♥
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From a 15-year old teenager who wrote to as an outlet to a storm of unknown emotions she used to bear inside of her, to a 23-year old woman trying to make it in a world that continues to deny her the best things. I am Tommy G. A fighter by heart. A reader by nature and a traveller by choice. I am not very lucky when it comes to love but I am immensely blessed when it comes to family and friends. I am just a girl looking for an opportunity in this world to make a difference without being noticed. Will I make it? Follow me on my journey home.
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