My attempts for freedom, to escape are short lived, ill planned and stupid.
Because I keep coming back to the people who hurt me. The people who are killing me.
And every time I get stuck deeper. It's harder to get out or to breath...
Until I'm too weak and damaged inside and out to do anything...
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Ramblings
RandomAs the title goes. This contains nothing but my own thoughts. So carry on and look at the next book/story P.S. I don't own the cover, i just think it goes well with my feelings for now.
