Maisie. 18. Searching. Learning. Dreaming. Breathing.About Ask me anything!
It was you. And everything turned black. You stomped on me, and now here I sit with watery eyes. Silence. That is what my world turned into, with brief seconds of high pitched screams. A year ago. I wanted to run away from this, so fast, so terribly fast, and I finally got here- then you popped up from out behind a tree like a poisoned snake and made my blood turn thick with what I was running from. I don’t want this poison running through my blood.