Memories, the sound of the word is usually assigned a happy and gleeful understanding.
But no. Not in my world. To me and my family they are more like huantings more then anything
Memories are happy thought of your past. Memories are haunted thoughts that place my mind, scarring myself to tears every moment the come flooding back.
Like a hurricane, smashing through my head. Destructive and devastating.
~Truth
- Wednesday March 11th 2020
