I always carry my journal everywhere. One time my friend took it & a pic of me fell to the floor. The pic was missing the other half.In that half used to be one person who made of my life a living hell.But that's not the point.
He asked me: "why do you carry a pic of you?"
I answered: " I keep the photograph of those times when I was such an unfortunate girl".
He frowned & gave me a look like saying : "why would you do that?!"
You probably are asking the same...
All can I say is: I suffered but I learn that life keeps going on & to be honest I've never enjoyed it as much as I am now. So, every time I feel like a problem is too big or life is so unfair or giving up I look at the pic & I tell to myself: "I've been worst"
I don't look back, but I would not forget.
"Don't let go, Never give up it's such a wonderful life"
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