Hey, it's-a-me, Debbie.
I always thought my way would find an end in a storm full of unbelievable thoughts. I always wanted to know every single thing better then others of my age. I do, but not everything.
I know how to draw and how to play a right-handed guitar altough I'm a leftie. I know how it feels to lose all feelings and how to bring them back to life again. I know pain and I know happiness isn't just something everyone of us have all the time. I know that you can kill somebody with your words and I know it can kill myself aswell, when someone is texting me horrible things. I know that when you hurt somebody you would never be the same after again. I know how to fix problems but I don't know if there ARE acctually problems or just an imagination of my brain again. I don't know how to deal with mental illness, cause I'm not proud of my own one. I know I can change that and I will change that but first, just for one moment:
I know who I am and what I want to be. <3
