Broken

Darkness...that's what I felt.

Some say you can't feel darkness as it is merely the absence of light, but I felt it. It feels like its consuming you, swallowing you up... drowning you. It grabs your heart, your very soul and it doesn't let go. Yet, the thing about society is that it goes on regardless of if you're ready or not. Nobody really cares about whether you're coping or not, if they ask it's not because they care it's because they are curious, everyone is always curious about anything that doesn't involve them.

I mean I'm sure there were people that do genuinely care about others but yet they will receive something out of it either way.
Now most of you are probably thinking 'Wow can you say cynical b*tch' and I mean, if you were thinking that, you are absolutely right! I'm quite proud of it actually, it helps to develop a coping mechanism in this messed up society. But a certain bad boy seems intent on trying to change that.

Let me introduce myself, I am Victoria Evans a self-entitled bad ass and this is my story.