PaintingInMyRoom
Many things happen in your life time, many things you cant remember, but somehow feel the way the have affected you, whether it was a small thank you, or a harsh slap that stings your cheek as a tear roles down it.
Or maybe a kind gentle kiss that seems to last a life time, with your head all fuzzy , love sick of the person in front of you.
Or let it be the remembrance of the one who only raised you for a slice of your childhood.
All of these things contribute to who you are. And sometimes we forget who we are. Lost in a void that seems so large, but so tight, somewhere people go and never return. Not sane, atleast....