I don't remember the first time I thought that I would die from this sickness. But I do remember the first time I hoped I would.
The Girl That Was Before Four Years Ago - Age 19 It was 2013 and the lights were flickering too fast for my liking and everywhere smelled of the closeness of warm bodies. Sweat and warmth. In the nightclub light, we all glimmered. The music that played was a repetitive, lyricless beat but still everyone … Continue reading The Girl That Was Before