Walking barefooted on the streets.
At 3AM, I chanced upon something which made me realise that I have to go. Dressed up, walked out, left. Heels in my hand, jeans folded up, tears flowing.
Sometimes my life is like a scene right out of a movie. Unnecessary drama.
Unspoken. With dignity intact.
Should I hate? But I'm too tired to do so.
What doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger.
Merci beaucoup.
At 3AM, I chanced upon something which made me realise that I have to go. Dressed up, walked out, left. Heels in my hand, jeans folded up, tears flowing.
Sometimes my life is like a scene right out of a movie. Unnecessary drama.
Unspoken. With dignity intact.
Should I hate? But I'm too tired to do so.
What doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger.
Merci beaucoup.
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