there will come a day when i will break down. when i can’t bear the weight of my mind any longer, or the stress it creates on the rest of my body; and i will lose it. i will lose my struggling self. i will lose my tight-locked secrets. i will lose my will to be this way: the way that i am now. i will lose myself. but for some reason, i look forward to this point in time. i look forward to...
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We’re fickle stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for...– Plutarch Heavensbee (Suzanne Collins- Mockingjay)
The shortest horror story ever.
Mom: I saw your blog on Tumblr.