InspireForTheBrokenx
When I was little I had this idea that life could be perfect. That if you were careful enough,
you’d never make a mistake, never be lonely, never be misunderstood, never be frightened,
but it doesn’t work that way. I've had my own ups and downs in life, my regrets and taunting
memories that have led me to the spot to where I am today. I've had rough patches, and
I have many more to come. I always ponder on the question, 'What if today is the day?' I'm crazy,
fucked up, insecure and afraid. I'm still alive, but I'm barely breathing.
Need to talk? I'm her for you all, I don't judge.