RikkiSwimOn
A million words, a million smiles, a million lies, when will it all end? The world spins and twirls and everyone grows up and grows old during its dance. Everyone but me. I am stuck in the flow, forever dreaming of love and reason, doing the same thing over and over. I yell for answers, help, anything but they all pass as whispers in the wind.
My name is Starletta and I am dead.