Monday, August 17

All I have left is memories that will hurt. Watching from afar, my tears roll down, it's going to be tough, I know. It was never meant to be, although that doesn't explain everything but I guess that's all I'm going to get from you.
A child's mind never to be played with, their feelings never to be meddled with and their hearts never should be shattered.


I'll pick myself up for you guys,
G, N, C, Ja, Je & Ke. Also you, M.
You guys are my king, now I understand, John.
Thank you.

Heart,
Ee Laine.


This will be my hardest pill ever.
Sick and tired.
Emotionally, physically and mentally.
I hope you do understand.

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