"I know that I'm still fucked up
but aren't we all my love?
Darling,
our scars make is who we are
So when the winds are howling strong
and you think you can't go on
hold tight sweetheart
You'll find a
Rainbow"
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In My Head
Non-FictionJust a place where I let the thoughts, ideas, tragedies, events and possibilities that thrive within me and the experiences I've lived be voiced and bear a place where others may understand them. •lower-case "i" intended •Cover made by me *Warning:...
