I was 8 years old when the apartment building we were living in caught on fire.
Have you ever been hurt by someone? Have you ever believed something only to find out it was a complete lie. This was the situation that I found myself in as a bright-eyed 18 year old girl. For 6 months I had dedicated my life to a fallacy; a fantasy. I invested my soul into… Continue reading My Tea Party with a Corpse