I think I'm slowly finding my love for poetry again... this morning.. I did my usual organised girly routine, went to a service with my dad, and through out all this I didn't think, for the first time in a while, i just admired myself.. loved myself and appreciated life a lil more; and things turned out great not perfect... but great. a lot happened today NGL but you can see allat in my autobiography years later. The first. I wrote it first thing in the morning on my Samsung notes after crying the night before. A LOT felt bad. cause why was I sad. Yes I had good reasons.. but now everything just feels like spilt milk.. here's some advice from me to me_ I didn't get to make my hair. . I ended doing twist and an up-do.. ON MY OWN. I started the night before when i calmed down.. around 11:30 till 1am. I'm a self impressed human being my phone keeps acting up and I lost months worth of memories. .. well its sad, but its done and gone. its a chance to make more. Do i n...
