I'm Not Crazy.
They tell me I'm not seeing things on the wall and in my closet.That I don't see bugs crawling up my arms. The truth is those things are there. I'm not just seeing things. I'm not Crazy.
They tell me I'm not seeing things on the wall and in my closet.That I don't see bugs crawling up my arms. The truth is those things are there. I'm not just seeing things. I'm not Crazy.
"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."