From the One who lost her Soul,
This is the only thing I can give to people. To the society that kept me caged yet fed for years and years. All of this is , in some twisted way, related to me. Because that's what I can write about. Me.
From the One who lost her Soul,
This is the only thing I can give to people. To the society that kept me caged yet fed for years and years. All of this is , in some twisted way, related to me. Because that's what I can write about. Me.
"The reason we can't let go of someone is because deep inside, we still have hope."
Then, let go. That so-called hope, it's destroying you.
"It was us against the world, what happened?"
She didn't...