17/Gender Fluid/Idk yet The core of our nation is etched inside these plastic smiles. And endless rows of nowhere houses.
This is how we live. It's also how we die. - The Vanishing of Sidney Hall.
In between somewhere and nowhere. 91 followers / 1.1k words
I've tried keep him locked away, Hidden, long enough that time will erase him. I hate him, but he feeds on my hate. I need him, but don't want him. I fight him, but he still wins. But....