lucy. 17. Graduate. Not college bound.
Back to the story, there once lived a girl, with all the above attributes. She became imprisoned in a world where free thinking was frowned upon. It broke her, forcing her into a mold that scarred her, trapped her. Until she founds the words to set her free. TO AVOID ANY CONFUSION. I write inside my head, I rarely form thoughts on paper. It's a curse. A habit I can't quite break. Content: username.
Layout: Fairytale, x.
Requested: Satanophobic
Credit: ©pas