Depressy Stories

it's early in the morning and I can hear the wind blowing the rain against my window, the sound of the trees outside and it reminded me of him, how happy I was those nig...

When you don't know how to do anything right, you go insane.

He was a hero after all, death had always followed his path. But nobody had expected it to catch up as fast as it did. Cover creds; Unik_14 on pinterest xx