Hi, I'm just your average teenager who is way too obbsessed with t.v and reading!
I usually follow back , tell me if I don't !
I know it. But here's the thing: When I'm running, there's always this split second when the pain is ripping through me and I can hardly breathe and all I see is color and blur-and in that split second, right
as the pain crests, and becomes too much, and there's a whiteness going through me, I see something
to my left, a flicker of color (auburn hair,burning,a crown of leaves)-and I know then,too,that if I only
turn my head he'll be there, laughing,watching me, holding out his arms.
I don't ever turn my head to look, of course. But one day I will. One day I will, and he'll be back, and
everything will be okay
And until then: I run
~Pandemonium
Smile its a bad day, not a bad life