Evelyn-Knightley
I think everything about my life is taboo. The secrets I’ve stored, the people I’ve met, the people I’ve loved and the people I’ve hated. Everything is stored inside me, and it burns like a raging forest fire. All I can do is dream of the day I am free to let these things out, but until then, I remain eaten up inside. Obsessed with my own secrets, destroyed by my own facade.