the miserable life of a miserable teenager -
chapter nineteen - her.
Pretty brown hair, striking blue eyes. She was my sun. Thought I was her moon.
We spent everyday together.
Her dogs and cats were obsessed with me. Her little brother thought I was the funniest. Her mom treated me nearly like her own. Her dad smoked my first joint with me.
She was my world.
Still, I wasn’t everything to her.
Later I found out, I wasn’t anything.
I get it. Depression is a hard thing to see your best friend go through.
But fuck, you had it too.
We could’ve been the galaxy together.
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