October 28, 2003 will be the four year anniversary of the suicide of Alison. When we were together, the world seemed perfect, and any imperfections have seemed to just go away with the tides, or the waning or the waxing of the moon. I do not write this to snibble like a bitch, and pathetically… Continue reading Love Martyr
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Escape
She lies on the floor, hot tears burning her cheeks. She knew she wouldn’t go too deep, she knew when to stop.