The 14year old monster

Everyday is a struggle. I have been looking for a place to talk about my problems but I have finally end here. I look around me and all I see is sadness. See I grew up a happy child, or what others like to call it innocently.But a couple months into middleschool, I got jumped [..more..]

Sometimes I wish I could sink into a material – like a fabric or a cloth. Providing you’re never sat on….imagine how comfortable that would be. Lovely, soft wool or something…. Mmmmh. I wonder what the washing machine would feel like? I’d be a dark blue material of some kind…almost black. I still think there’s [..more..]