Hey.

The last four years have been both a nightmare and a daydream.

I never thought there would come a time that I would need to change this part of my profile. I guess people do change... and they change so fucking much.

I've lost so much, but I also gained some.

Gone is the girl who laughs in between her sentences, gone is the sound of her ever cheerful voice that seemed like it was high on candy canes and marshmallows. Forgotten is the girl who faced every single challenge head on. Buried underneath her insecurities is the girl who would walk up to hot guys and start a random conversation. Dead is the girl whose heart was made of gold and the first dew of spring.

In her place is the shell of who she once was. 

Empty, cold and lifeless.

But that's not the end of her story;

MY story.

We're just getting started.

And God knows I love a twisted ending.

Hang tight, coz my life is not one boring merry go round.

xx Carla :)