"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