Norms
Bad days. Chaos polluting my air. Anxiety restricting my common sense. I am hoping for the better, fighting to prevent
Every Moment is a Story
Every Moment is a Story
Bad days. Chaos polluting my air. Anxiety restricting my common sense. I am hoping for the better, fighting to prevent
Sanity is slipping — an urge to be unseen — wishes cast into an empty well
We didn’t understand the terms. A relationship based on the premise of legal institution; the absence of love replaced with
