See yourself for what you are, not what others try to make you.
Trust is set on precedent—why should it be I who bleeds?
Life was taking way too long…who had breath to waste?
Everything is never quite enough.
I can still let it go, I can still learn to grow into a child again. .. Silence is easy—it just becomes me. You don’t even know me; why lie about me?
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map