Changed in an instant. My preoccupation with the past seems to grow rapidly with each passing day and I have come to accept that I have an unrelenting desire to want to leave my mark on the world. My passion for writing stems from this desire to want to be heard. Proof that I existContinue reading "My so called perfect life……."
My so called perfect life, part two
Read Part 1 Here ----------------------- I finally stopped moving that day and at some point ended up on my friend's porch. She sat with me for hours never saying a word, she just rubbed my back and consoled me as I cried. She was, and still is one of the best friends that I have ever had. (ThatContinue reading "My so called perfect life, part two"
Madeline Foster 
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