He will never know how deep her sea of love for him is… never. She can tell you one thing though.. He will always know that she loved him… and she will always be in his heart…

He was the gothic prince. His short spiked hair that stuck up in crimson red spears sharp enough to piece skin. The many spiked chains, necklaces, and bracelets on him which stood out distinctly near his pale white skin.

My first true friend

When I first laid my eyes upon him, I did not see much more than another rebellious, emotionally neglected boy. He did not pay heed to anyone who could not assert him. He was constantly detained, and that nearly drove him into a psychotic state. He did not put any effort into anything he didn’t… Continue reading My first true friend