Forgotten Times

A work from my non-mainstream, sappy teenage phase, abbreviated as: my embarrassing past So, here you go: something I wrote during my angsty eighteen-year-old phase. I can't be the only one who has to suffer through it. *Bows.* If this hits one of your nope buttons, transmigrate back in time and tell my eighteen-year-old self off. La la la la, I'm a little newspaper seller! Theme: