1 year down memory lane. Enter my world. Again. Septober, we call.

The last day of September was when we interacted again. As friends. It had been a long time. A year. It was the day I remembered as the anniversary of which I brought hell onto myself. It was not a beautiful day. 

A lot had happened in this past year. Dissing each other, shading one another. Our relationship became as toxic as the feud between Katy and Taylor, as painful as Jelena would ever be. Or worse. It would be a year I am not ready to share, and would never be. The scars run too deep in my veins.

This very day a year ago had proved it. She came up to me, silently knowing it was the day we should commemorate as a day that has brought hurt upon us.  

She told me her family had great genes. That she would not have any pimples despite what she ate. Yet she knew that was what I was trying to cure at the moment. Those awful bumps on my face, I swallowed when she said that.

I congratulated her on that still though. It was a thing I was thought was decent for me to do, since she looked elated to share that fact with me. 

Her face fell moments after I voiced my compliments. She then proceeded to hit me with how blocked are my pores and how my acne seemed to be growing in size. I shook that off, telling her they were just purging from a new product I'm using and that they would heal soon. 

She went off to seat with her ex-friends again, a different group this time. She had too many of them to spare anyway. She did so but not before hinting to me that loved presents and I should give her one for this day. 

Seems like her indirect insult to me was her present. 

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Quickie chapter! Yes, I wrote this in a dash with everything I got though. I'm not happy with it but I'm posting it because well, this is reality. 

I post this chapter with the INTENTION to tell all of you that you may not be perfect but you are everything someone else wants. Love yourself for who you are - your knowledge, your style, and your body.