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Hello, Josh, I see that you're looking for a good fiction writer for children's book. I specialize in this.

Here's my WhatsApp number so we could talk more on the project on ground.

Initially, I buried my eights graves, but not deep enough because the storm came in and washed them all open. Now, they are back to haunt and push me off this path that I'm rigorously paving.
Honestly, my anxiety builds up each second, and that's okay because it's the only way I get to breathe.

Trust me, it's not easy desiring what you were told not to desire. Indeed, a love like ours is as dangerous as they come.
Although I do not believe in magic, I still believe in prose, second chances, and the beauty in colors.

How can you be so naive, Angel? Can't you see that everything keeps you apart?

If you're trying to decode this note; stop. There's no story here, just rambles.

Underneath every laughter, there's a sad song that plays in rhythm.
“Stay buried, don't come out to play,” I keep whispering in a hoarse voice to the lurking shadows, but some days they override my command.

[i]*My foolish heart*

Please anybody that understands why things happen the way and in manner they happen should come to me.

My foolish heart keeps wandering about.
'Stay still, stay still please, do you enjoy getting your heart broken?' I ask myself in tears 'stay still I beg of you, no one's worth it'

I was born sturbon, barely seven months and didn't even need an incubator. I've always been so sturbon I rigorously chase stars that weren't meant for me..

I believe in prose, I believe in second chances, I believe in love, so I forgave anything.

I lack self confidence, I've hurt a lot of people, I've broken a lot of hearts, I've let a lot of people down.
I tried to changed and believe me I did, but nemesis caught up with me, 'you can't run away from your sins Angel who would pay for them?' Nemesis asked

I've never been the best of anything, I've never thrived in anything, I never put myself up for challenges because I knew I'd fail.. *A total failure'* that's what everybody knew me as.

When I fall in love it makes me feel special, like I could move any mountain..I go completely naked when I'm in love, I've been warned strictly about that but of course my foolish heart was too busy dreaming to pay attention to the words of advice.

I'm the girl who claims to know it all when in reality I know nothing, I'm as fragile as an egg, hold me too hard I'd break, hold me to light I'd fall.

It takes adherence and patience to deal with me, unfortunately time has never been a luxury for anyone.

Recognize that I'm the villain, not the other party, I've always been the villain. Can you blame me? I just wanted a love that'd fix all my broken parts. A love that'd break all chains and defile time and existence..

Little did my foolish beating heart know, that there was no such love, except only in the movies, and if there was, I'm a sinner I wouldn't get redemption. *After all the monstrous things I've done I dared to crave a perfect love?*

'Go back, you're not needed here' retribution ordered!
'Stand and stake a claim' my foolish heart insisted.. and foolishly I did.
Now I've been sentenced to a long life of agony and disappointments. *'Oh love, look what you've done to me...'*





Typical Angel..

Now my ex needs to send me a letter like this �