" I hate the way life makes me feel.
My heart feels broken.
Colors are my friends.
Shades of lavender washing over the sky and puffy white clouds shield my eyes from Earth's translucent cry.
Noise is what keeps me holy.
The grunting of a car's rusty engine. You could hear the lively miles of a life well spent with beautiful memories.
Memories that are worth being lived.
I have none.
They tell me that I am emotionless.
They tell me that I have no feelings traveling through my bones.
I don't believe them. "
~ From my book " Beauty Over Religion"
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Ashes (Suicide Circus) (BWWM)
Roman pour Adolescents_Born In Sin_ [The Suicide Circus ] [BOOK #1] *Unedited* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Maya Louise Brown was alone. There was no question about that. She woke up, went to her classes, went home, and went to sleep, everyday. There was no...
