Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
there were many tears, many unsure times, and many troubled moments. the fun memories were only a few, but even so, those memories will shine bright like stardust and continue to shine on in my heart.