Insecurities. Everyone has them, it's normal. Part of being human. What happens when you let your insecurities become you? To the point where you have no idea who you are. The only person who can save you is someone you can't remember. What happens then?
Jinxed fingers, an annoying brother, a boring summer, and a theory waiting to be proven wrong. I happen to live by The Jerk Theory; a theory stating that every living male being here on our little blue planet is a jerk. I believe that there is a jerk cell in every guy, and with that belief I learn to keep myself from...