Preveiw, Rebecca Wesolowski [nonfiction book recommendations txt] 📗

Can you imagine, a portrait preaching the absences of your life while taking your last breaths. It stalking you, taunting, mocking. You drop to your knees in agony, letting out a desperate cry to the demons that brought it upon you. Then your spirit soars as you fight the damage its done.

This is certainly not a fairytale, I can tell you that.


My nights are sleepless, my waist is tiny, and my attitude is poor. I’ve never taken anything seriously. My time is wasted over more mature things, well, things most people don’t understand. School was just a joke, worthless, another “high class, low class” system. Work, that’s for people who like stress, like to complain, like to think there doing something with their lives when they’re truly not. Money, unnecessary, I hate it. I’m better off where I am.

Publication Date: 04-23-2010

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Dedication:
Dedicated to my sister Kristina Wesolowski, the one who gives the best support and knowledge to my writing.