I felt like I was being watched as I sat in bed, trying to recover from the beating I just got.
My boyfriend, Dan, had another bad day. But it's okay, I'm okay. At least, I think I am.
I really felt like I was being watched. Everything had me on edge, lately. It felt as if someone was about to capture me any second.
I brushed off the feelings and went to go shower.
Sky wasn't your average 18 year old. Her parent abandoned her at the age of 16, leaving her to move in with the evil man she called her boyfriend.
Head gang leader, Michael Clifford, happens to move to the same area as her. What happens when the tattooed punk takes a liking to her?
(Trigger warning: includes abuse, anxiety, self harm, drug use, and many acts of violence.)
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No matter where I rest my head for the night, you're resting in my mind.
Struggling between work, appointments, thousands of miles of distance and touring the world, this group tries to grow up, in a world that pays attention to every single move you make.
"Life goes on without caring if you're famous or not, but people don't oversee that."
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