When i look in the mirror, i see the pretty me, but when i think about how damaged I am, it distorts all the prettyness. |
I look back over my life, and remember all the happy times, the fun times, me and my family. Then I realise, im not remembering, I'm imagining. |
You are a sprite of the Darkness: |
Love is a souls recognition of its counter part. |
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but what if it kills you? |