Day 208
My hands have blisters for writing these things over and over again everyday until I fall asleep in my bed crying, waiting for you to knock on the back door at 2am so that you don't have to see your parents in the morning...I need that, I'm growing more and more dependent of you each day...even though you aren't here
-S
YOU ARE READING
Missing
ParanormalMy mind went blank...looking for all possible reasons of where he could be...I needed him and his stupid jokes and innuendos, I needed him to take the nightmares away "We will leave you be now Mrs.Woods, thank you for your time, we will excuse ourse...
