FJL

You see, the world is a big circus. And we, its children, are the main act. From a single cell, smaller than a grain of corn, to becoming...

Your wrists, its bleeding... What happened? Everything seemed fine yesterday, but you had to make me rage. We were happy, weren't we? but...

The love I've known is now becoming a lie. I fear that pain will slowly come by. The feelings I have is now scrambled in my head. The...

(Trigger Warning) They say it is not true that overtime our grief shrinks and then ultimately disappears, instead we grow and the grief...