(and all the troubled teenagers struggling to find their way… )
In cold dark lonely nights the appeal of depressive isolation is tempting. I sensed this more strongly when I was younger and insecure. 838 more words
4 days, 10 hours
Will you wait a bit?
I need some time
How could you do this?
I’m waking up this strange courage with an anxious heart
There’s no way… 137 more words
1 month, 1 week