There's nothing you're forced to trust more than your own mind. You're dependent on it, it stores the memories that make up your world. But what if it could be stolen from you? Aspen's world is growing, from the boundaries of her country farm to the edges of the city. Her first year of university. It's supposed to...
I didn't plan on falling in love with you, And I doubt if you planned on falling in love with me.. but once we met, It was clear that neither of us could control what was happening to us..
She wrote the story of her, and her story wrote her. A conversation of two entities in poetry. Depression, selfishness and bravery // Completed