Grey is the sky, is the ground, are the trees ( Read more... )

My past will forever haunt me. It's not the way things bother other people. The things I did that got me to where I am, and the negative things in between, they haunt me the same. Everything that reminds me of them bring about butterflies in my stomach, feeling uncomfortable. It scares me on a level that I don't think affects everyone else. The ( Read more... )