Having someone who cares enough to put in their opinion means the
I used to hold my head up so high, until I lost the only true connection to a human being I’ve ever had. And now, 5 years later, I’ve become the entity I used to promise myself I would never become. An alcoholic, drug user, smoker, whore and one angry little person.
I’m a true Black Rose upon myself. Its so easy to tell people to get over their issues and to deal with them quickly. Why couldn’t I? When will it be too late…