Through every mistake, I learn a little more.

I’m scared to tell people of my past… I know inside that I shouldn’t be, that they should accept who I am, and where I’ve been… But I know how people really are, and I don’t want people thinking of me as my past self, instead of what I’ve become.
I hope you’re different… I opened up to you, told you things my best friend doesn’t know. Don’t make me regret trusting again.


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