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so erm shit went down at my house. i had the most intense mental breakdown and violent outburst ive ever had. screaming, sobbing, bleeding, banging of doors, fighting (punching, pushing, slapping, shoving, kicking), praying, being held down (was actually being held down while my parents were praying, felt like i was being crucified or some shit, scared the absolute hell out of me), brother noticed the screaming, was a little scared and concerned about me, but then everything calmed down. my dad offered to take me on a car ride to calm me down, actually helped. actually thought of edward nashton and my friends and lover comforting me, helped me a lot. but now there are slight tints of blood covering the doors from banging my hand so hard on the door 👍 life is so good