#writerblockover

So I learning about people everyday. Some days, I have hope for kindness and respect. And other days, I believe that no cares about any one but themselves. Today was that day. I am a writer, and this is my story of “The day I realize liked a shitty person”. #stories. I meet a shitty person disguise as a decent person. I started to liking that person, and I communicated with that person about my likeness of fake their persona. I cared and “got too attached”, to realize that the person, I was supposedly “too attached” was shitty. I got my feeling hurt, and my reputation put on the line. The End. #writerblockover (at Deerfield Beach, Florida)