"Here are all the things I've never seen,
all the places I have never been,
here's my soul 
and here's my secret dream.
Here's all of me
if you bother to read it,
it might not be loud
but I did admit it.
And if not to the world
then at least to myself,
I've come to these words
and letters for help.
And if I had no paper,
I'd carve them in wood
or write in the sand
or sing if I could,
because I'm in every word
and in spaces between them,
my past is the ink,
in these paiges
is everything I think.
So here I am,
can't say I'm a mistery,
here is my future
and right now
and history."
~ K. S.
 
 
'was just a normal day scroling on tumblr then... what happend