I am still here. Just struggling a bit. I am currently in the process of finishing the Orphan's Mafia trilogy, as well as starting some others. So it's been so long.
I am still here. Just struggling a bit. I am currently in the process of finishing the Orphan's Mafia trilogy, as well as starting some others. So it's been so long.
OKAY EVERYONE! HUGE ANNOUNCMENT!
As this account is getting older and older, a lot of my stories writing is outdated and childish, I am currently in the works of rewriting most of my older stories (Yesterday's Tomorrow, Mafia Orphan and many others.) The plot and what not will remain the same but I want my stories to sound like they were written with passion, not from some love sick 14 year old
@Fightingheart2657 Hey well - look it’s past Valentine’s Day for me but I just wanted to say Happy Valentines and look as much as you may not think - I love you, remember to stay strong and that we as readers are here and we all still love you ❤️
- D
If you have to find a day of the year to tell me you love me, then you obviously do not love me all that much.
(It's okay guys I know theres no one that has their eyes on me.(No, the creepy guy whos 11 years older than me does not count) I'd have to be down right stupid to believe that.)
The silence will choke me til my grave. When I did, the screams of agony will pour out and everyone's deaf ears will be open to the cries of a mad woman
Never enough. I am never enough. Not for friends, not for family, not for significant others. Not for anyone who claims to love me. I bend over backwards, snap my own back and suffer, I am still not enough. I give everything I can, don't ask for anything but love and care in return, but receive nothing but abuse and neglect. I am never enough. I never will be.
I feel lost in the catacombs. Struggling to see, struggling to move, struggling to breathe. I just run into the darkness and loose myself in the twisting tunnels with the skeletons looking back at me.