Seeping Into My Mind
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  • Hora 44m
  • LECTURAS 249
  • Votos 17
  • Partes 21
  • Hora 44m
Concluida, Has publicado nov 01, 2015
mind (n.) : the element or complex of elements in an individual that feels, perceives, thinks, wills, and especially reasons 

Everyone has a mind of there own. But is it good or is it bad?

Our mind is such a beautiful thing or a horrid nightmare.

We can imagine with it or let things enter our mind and never get out making ourselves mentally sick. 

That's what happened to Dakota. He let everything entered his as if it wasn't already dark enough. 

The scars, depression, suicidal thoughts didn't help him. The body shaming didn't help him. The bullying and constant teasing didn't help him. 

It made everything worse. So much more worse. 

But SHE made everything much better.

TRIGGER WARNING

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