Photo by Virginia Johnson on Unsplash the voices in my head have nothing to eat, so, they feed on my insecurities. they are not picky...

Photo by Tim Marshall on Unsplash smother it with a pillow like you would a scream when everyone in the house is sleeping. nobody can...

Photo by Rose Erkul on Unsplash ...and all of the sudden, it didn’t hurt so much anymore: your departure; your absence; your empty room....