Amy digs her own home to feel wonderful about herself. You probably don't understand what that means, neither do I.
She feels the need to be needy with her emotions (because suppressing them equals the ugliest presentation) but wiser when handling them.
She was insane 2 years ago. Then, fast forward another 2 years later; she's alright. She can go on with her life.
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Sanity For Two
Poetry"I remember why it's important for me to continue living." A collection of poems and a few short stories mainly about mental illness, suicide, death, abuse, love and friendship. ((SOME TOPICS IN THIS WRITING MIGHT BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS, SO...
