brunetfangirl
I ran out screaming covered in blood, and that's the moment my soul died. The moment I lost the one person who I cared about the most. I personally thought leaving my old life behind and changing myself would help. I thought moving from my small town, Advance, Indiana. To the big city of LA would help. I thought running away from the voices and the faces would help me come alive. They never actually leave and one day the one person who takes it all away in the first place, can come after you to take you away. You'll try to tell yourself that you could never love again, but end up falling in love unexpectedly. The fame comes with the love but you think you're safe. Maybe we are safe at times, but once he's gone maybe my life will be normal again. People change for the good or change to get away from their nightmares. Which one are we changing for?