A self-awareness and self-love story.
NOT MY POEM**
The End of Our Time
Lyrics I composed for friends in a band (but the band dissolved a while ago). I like these lyrics. They're full of hope, peacefulness and forgiveness. Hope you like it!
The Annual Haircut
I cut my hair again
A letter to me, from me. Happy ending.
I decided I would talk to him, figure out what my connection was to him, and figure out what it was about my death that left him so miserable for years afterwards.
Growing up, my mother always told me to “treat others how you’d like to be treated,” and I did. I was kind to whoever I came across. Well, I tried to be. Sometimes I let my feelings cloud my judgement... Love reading stories? Unlock thousands more by signing up!