My family and my friends-they keep me grounded. Especially my mom, because she would kick my ass if I was to change.
Life goes on but the scars remain.
A million feelings. A thousand thoughts. A hundred memories. All for one person.
And I know this world is so cold and deceiving but I keep my head up like my nose is bleeding.
I look at things as 'Everything is meant to be.'
I don’t make sense yadda yadaaaaa