I like this page cause it doesn't talk back, it lets me free my thoughts and
doesn't judge or offer advice but listens, attentively and with devout
attention. As I grew up I always felt this hole deep inside of me, like a
living entity fixed in my ribcage and forever empty. That space was filled at
one time now it's empty again, I can feel it once more.
More then that I feel as though pieces of me have been chipped away, lost,
dispersed by the winds of time. Those pieces were parts of my innocence and
without them I feel barren and dirty.