Your sins stain. In scars, bruises and the pain you feel in your heart. I have walked through fire and I have walked through the ashes left afterwards, I have been through hell. Sadness is an illness that lasts longer and kills you more than the others. Sometimes memories spill out my eyes and roll down my cheeks, sometimes I wake up and I cant get out of bed. Sometimes my mind is so fucked up I wish I was dead. Honestly I am not okay, not at all.
Girl with the fucked up mind xxx
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Midnight Thoughts
RandomI have been through hell and back. I really don't know when it all started but I have been penning the pain down for years so I thought I would share. My advice if you are going to that hell is simple walk through it like you own the place. Here som...
