Biography
I needed a place to take my thoughts and make them black and white.
Samples
its like holding a hot rock, anger, it burns and brews, and we only let go of that rock at the wrong time, and pass that hot rock onto someone that we care for, but we never wanted to burn them. its sad and heart breaking but once that hot rock has left there hand and they need something to sooth there pain, we are going to be the rock that they need, that shoulder, that good kind harted friend that they need. we feed and follow this anger without knowing we are causing another to get burnt. but ist funny isnt it, we end up being the only rock that can help.
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Blog entries by elise
i dont like me (28/09/2018)
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