May 28th, 2017
I have a new solution.
Two fingers.
Down my throat.
I throw up.
I feel better.
YOU ARE READING
Weak
Short Story"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, But the silence of our friends." ~Martin Luther King Jr. There was nothing I could do. There was nothing we could do. It wasn't our fault. Or was it, really? ...
