"being raised by cold eyes taught me not to cry"

"i became bitter and untouchable. i craved affection but even the mere thought of someone caring made my stomach turn"

"they ask me how i come up with stories that sound so sorrowful, like a cold shiver rolling down your back and yet so close

to reality. unaware that i'm revealing my life to them while they consider it to be a tragedy"

"i kneel into a dream where I am good & loved. my hands have made some good mistakes. they can always make better ones"

"be careful of that girl there's a fire burning behind her eyes. she makes kingdoms fall - and monsters wish they'd never been born"