Space may be the final frontier, but it's made in a Hollywood basement

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Never thought one person can make such a damage. Not only breaking the heart and the soul, the trust and the breath, but poisoning my lungs, my brain and my roots.
And I swear that it's better now. I'm finding myself again, piece by piece, trying to fix everything on my own.
But sometimes I think of something or see you and the shadow is strangling me once again.
Toxic people leave you half-empty.
The worst thing you've done to me is filling me with pure anger, that's been burning in my veins for about two years now. I wanna purify myself.
And one day I will.

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