They met in the dark streets of Bronx, New York. He walked her home without giving her a name or anything, only the memory of his leather jacket. After that day her life changed....
❝it's a lonely road where the forgotten go, where your misery finds its company.❞ copyright @ b r o k e n p a u s e b u t t o n
I've been through a lot in the past year. But I never would've guessed I'd be pregnant with my boyfriend's baby this early. Especially when he didn't know.
Like you're stuck underwater, slowly drowning. While everyone else around you is breathing. That my dearest Y/n, is what depression is like. •MATURE CONTENT• Language Sexuality Depression