I have lived and died a million times, in unrealistic realms of sorrow. And therefore, I have seen my own body shatter. I love the rain. I love the cold. I love being alone. But I truly love my life. I believe our souls wander in the dark nights, searching for unanswered questions that will never be responded. My mind has changed so many times, that I don't know anymore who I really am. But I'm sure of something: I'm a roadless soul. And I'm free.

 monsters are eating my brains