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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

Whrn the end of something is always near you always knew. Camilla knew it was it for them. She only had herself to blame.

She had been so mad to loose her friend and had ruined every chance they had of being friends again.

Sometimes I always said that friendship was better that a relationship. I would trust my friends with my life,if I had any.

I wondered why people though that romantic love was the greatest of it all. There were things that I would not tell my romantic patner even if I completely trusted them.

The never ending cycle of what would he think of me questions would never let me leave through that experience. I was obsessed with knowing how to handle every situation but what someone would think of you was not something that you could control.

CAMILLA