"Love is evol, spell it backward and I'll show ya." -Eminem, Space Bound.
I'm all alone. I'm a socially awkward human being, who don't really know of how to communicate with people and always very defensive when receiving comments about myself. I'm left here with no options or second chances. The wound that was starting to heal, bleed again. It bleeds to a point that I almost believe I'm dead... or maybe I did die at some point and somehow I am now a ghost?