"God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of 'parties' with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear."
- Sylvia Plath
my names is Silence. because of the hell i go through, i cant feel anything. i cant feel anything but the painful pleasure. my plan is to run away when i graduate, im more then ready. there is nothing standing in my way, mostly because no one cares if i wake up the next day. there are no friends, no lovers, not siblings to miss. running away is easy, or it was...