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My downfall

brooooooo I've made it in life. The reason I downloaded this app. The end goal has agreed to give me their blog. Hehehehehe. Now this is when I think of a song lyric... hold on. Uhh maybe "See im the one who made you I'll be the one to break you down..." (Today I saw the whole world, PTV). Idk how that relates take it as you will

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"No at the top of my lungs, there's no, no such thing as too young" (Pierce the Veil, Kissing in Cars)

I told him about that song. My favorite song right now. It applies to my life, young love. It's funny almost. All that you hear from everyone is that young love is a blessing. It is, in a way. They never talk about the long nights of worrying and the loneliness. The tears and the ruined friendships. I guess that means something different for everyone; whether they are the criminal or the victim. I am the criminal. I have destroyed friendships for this boy. I have hurt. I am hur. I get yelled at for messing up, for hurting. But when I get hurt, I need to stop creating drama. Maybe it is me. Maybe I shouldn't have fallen in love with such a control freak. But writing my feelings on a tumblr blog won't solve them. Tomorrow is a different day. A better one. When I wake up tomorrow and I see him at school I won't be mad. I'll smile and say hi, because I'm not a vengeful person. Feelings can be worked out. I will be ok. Everyone will be ok.