“All this fucking white.” I mumble, but she didn’t respond. The painful gleam of the spotless linoleum grates against my nerves. I’m elevated on the counter top, eyes settled downward. “No, Im not high.” My stomach turns as I glance at the granny-smith apples to my right. Just the suggestion of food nauseates me.”Let me… Continue reading Current State Of Mind
Author: shameinyou
me. Im young, but not too ignorant. if you want to know what I really am, what Im really like.... you'll have to ask me.