The Lost Words...

Katrina.
Veni. Vidi. Vici.
Short AF, shorter temper.
Bicoastal.

You can try all you want; you will never be me.

When is it gonna stop hurting? I’ve been waiting…

People are gonna judge you anyway, might as well be judged doing something you want to do.

All I want for my birthday is peace of mind; a sign that I’m doing the right thing.