The Human Mind is truly the scariest thing of all.
I lay in bed, in the grass at a park, at the beach in the cold sand at sunset, or the driveway in the pouring rain. I could think the same thing and have it be completely different.
I could smile and mean love or smile with hate.
I could burn with hatred or melt in a pool of grief.
I can either love or be loved but only one is never enough.
You can trust me or not. But when I trust you, I truly trust you. Fuck it up and you're fucked.
Damaged people are dangerous. They know how to make hell feel like home.
I think a lot. I notice everything. I never say a word.
I was the good kid. It got me nothing.
I believed in help. It got my nowhere.
Just because I don't show it doesn't mean I don't feel it.
When I fall. I fall hard. Don't be the one that has the guts to break my heart.
Or I will break you.
The monsters were never under my bed, the monsters were in my head. I fear no monsters for no monsters I see.
Because the monster is me.
Her outfit for the next 2-3 chapters is above.
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My Mind
FanfictionNadia meaning Hope is the youngest of many siblings. Secretly fighting her own mind and trying to figure out a recent diagnosis all while going to one of the best music colleges in London. Having moved out of her family home to bunk with a new frien...
