Just another person, another lost soul trying to get by in this sea of broken dreams, missed opportunities and lost hopes. A slightly unstable teenager with euphoria running through her cold veins. Have no way of making it past eighteen, have no reason to. I am just stupid and not even books can help me anymore.
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Stories by FireRose
Sober, drunk, who cares?
We all struggle with different shit,
but if you have an open mind
you can all relate to this.
Ignore me
She blew life into a dead art.
Don't kill the killer.
Don't ignore her either.
Tell her the moon is shining...