Pain.
That four letter word that everybody feels in a lifetime.
That four letter word that none of us hopes to feel, but that's the problem.
That was my problem.
We hope for things not to happen.
We hope for things to happen.
We're too dependent on the things we think that are just gonna happen, but it doesn't.
Life is a bitch and we're all her pawns.
We just move forward and try to make it to the other side so that we can be turned into something better.
We try to be different.
Try to change.
Try to adapt to society so that we can avoid modern day torture.
Isolation.
We try and try and try again, but to no prevail.
We're stuck as the same person no matter how much we want to try.
Yes we may act different, but there's still that small flame of our past selves in all of us.
It's just dimmer than it use to be.
A/N: Heyo. Okay I'm not gonna do a lot of these author notes but sense it's the intro I just want to ask how is it so far?
The storyline would start next chapter and I promise to update every Friday/Saturday.
Please comment your opinions and yeah.
Bye!🖕😋
