Pounding headache thanks to my own mother's random ranting on me, lecturing me on how my boyfriend should be non-exhistent come the academic year.
Dont ask. But I'm not feeling happy.
A self-sacrificer.
That is how people who know of my pains and troubles will comment on me. Someone, who has since become a non-friend (we were friends once, ironically), has called me a self-martyr.
A girlfriend (sorry, boys); a friend ,an elder sister (this art a little TOO much, seriously), a daughter, a writer,...
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