amateur writer • amateur photographer • honey • nerd • witchy • moon child • an intense humanitarian who needs to listen for once • ♡︎ • ☾
amateur writer • amateur photographer • honey • nerd • witchy • moon child • an intense humanitarian who needs to listen for once • ♡︎ • ☾
The sound of blood dripping into the puddle filled the room. She looked around to see if anyone else saw what had happened. Paranoid, completely forgetting that they had been alone. He attacked her. Plain and simple. She was defending herself. Years of torment lead to this moment. Knife in hand, she felt the weight of the world roll off her shoulders. She was free. Finally fucking free....