the road

This is your front row seat to my personal journey through hell and back. An account of all that happened, is happening, and will happen. Think of it as a road. A wide stretch of black tarmac glimmering in the summer heat. You don't know where you're going, only that you're going some other fucking place. This is a non-fictitious story of a kid with too many thoughts and not enough bravery to talk about it. Think of it as therapy but to a wide audience of people who can relate but won't talk about it.