late.

I can’t believe that it has been a month since I turned 18. many things had happened. bith good and bad. depending on how you’ll view it.  anyway, I have to sleep and I’m just gonna say directly what I want to say.
I’m over it. I’m done. I’m done telling myself that everyone is like you. I’m willing to get hurt again. I’m tearing my walls down so somebody will be able to reach me. I’m DONE. you have no hold in me what so ever, I’m ready to live my life the way it should be.

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