The Day You Slipped Away
I will start off my story by telling you this: Karma is very real. In fact, that is me. I am Karma, though I prefer the name “Exodus.” Karma sounds a bit too feminine for such a strong and mighty force like myself. I, Exodus, have come to write a story for you. If you are expecting a cute and fun filled story get out while you still can. Close this book and get on with your life. Forget about me, even though you will surely encounter me in the rest of your lifetime. You just won’t know when I am approaching you from behind or...
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These words follow me every where I go.
They weigh heavily on my mind.
no one likes you
you have no friends
you will never be good enough
you will always be alone
Around and around these words go in my head tearing me apart! Making me feel, Making me feel less than worthy. Making me feel dirty. Making me feel hated. I...
sometimes u look at some situations n u'll find yourself saying i can't do it but don't listen to that negitave voice in your just try even if it doesn't work the millionth time keep trying cuz when u reach that finish line you'd be glad you tried.
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