mafer
i have to dress up for this ocasion i have to play nice and wear this long sleeved shirt that my mother got me for christmas yet i hate the way i look but at least this can cover up the scars.
wrath. insanity, anger. rash. i hate you with a passion that i cannot describe this imaginary strength has crumbled down and opened up to fill your heart and mind, to fill up a space that was once blank and now its painted black
i sat there, shivering, wondering, when you would utter those words and mi mind wandered to times that passed but where full with love and finally the time came and you started uttering those words and then silence complete silence and i stalled.... i...i....l
study, work, and eventually it will be worth it, now you may be thinking i hate school, it shouldnt even exist but if you work hard enough in the end it
relique, reliquia, old but its merely just a word a state that humans have created sure you will die eventually but you are you be you and be unique then you will be ancient people will remmener you