I'm going away soon, to travel for a bit. I will probably meet new people, maybe, hopefully, but I'm going to miss my friends so much. I was just hit in the face with the thought that I won't be seein...

I was irritated about something my friend did, but it wasn't her fault. I still confronted her about it tho and that was really unfair of me. This is me being frustrated with the way I handle things.

A messy description about me struggling with my emotions and how I run away from my problems

A thought/poem kinda thing. Something like that. I'll be okay though. The ending hints at suicide so be careful if that's triggering.

This is a Dutch poem that I wrote, about a memory I have with my little sister from our vacation together.