If you’ve ever felt like you were on the outside looking in.
|All She wanted was to get out. She wanted out.|
•••
~ The blood of a poet, The screams of a person.
- The strength of the weak. The calls and the pleas. The falling and the losing. The scraped kne...
A crowd to a common passerby may seem like a small thing, but to some, it is a great thing of fear. For some, it brings out the worst in them. The thing that scares them the most. And all a crowd stan...
If you’ve ever felt like you were on the outside looking in.
|All She wanted was to get out. She wanted out.|
•••
~ The blood of a poet, The screams of a person.
- The strength of the weak. The calls and the pleas. The falling and the losing. The scraped kne...
A crowd to a common passerby may seem like a small thing, but to some, it is a great thing of fear. For some, it brings out the worst in them. The thing that scares them the most. And all a crowd stan...