16, living, dreamer. Just chilling on my cloud of imagination. Just glad it has good wifi.

 

Its so hard. Its so hard dealing with things. Why. Why me. Why is it always me. Am I never allowed to move on. The flashbacks and nightmares are seeping into reality once more. And this time I cannot fight back. I will break. But this time I have help to get through. To fight through the tormented nothing that became me. To save the person I am. The people I love are here for me. To destroy you. Even though its so hard. Even though its so hard dealing with it all. Even though its so hard dealing with it all, with people I never wanted to involve.

But I must.

I must deal.

We will.

We will destroy you.