Six words. One question. A huge answer. Who am I? Well, that’s a great question because you see, I, myself, am searching for the answer. Who am I becoming? That’s

i’m thinking about how time flies and of my timed comebacks and replies, the juice i had, left with my will to die and left me to keep wondering why

As a child the things I wanted wasn’t always the best for me. I wanted the shiniest toys even though necessarily it wasn’t a necessity. My parents gave it to