why even after i left that hell do i still remember everything so vividly the ****** assault the ****** harassment
the constant torment the ransom texts telling me to die the people whispering in the halls about what your wearing, and why you're doing what you're doing
why do i still remember the faces and names every single person that made this earth hell i don't want to remember you
i want to move on i'm trying to move on i want to forget everything