Hate how I bring other people down. Hate how I forget to give such people second chances. Hate how I judge so much. Hate how I am so naive. Hate how people can always walk over me because I let them too.
Cos now I know, I should pick up the br0ken pieces and fix it up. True that there may be scars on the fixed piece but they would only serve to remind me that, I was just momentarily blinded by hope which never came around and no matter what, life goes on.
"And if you can't beat em, at least leave this a proud woman."
<3 nella.
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