I was far from perfect. My imperfections overwhelmed me so much that their weight, weighed me down. I hid the pain by boycotting myself from the world and chose the easy world of drugs. They…
The Ghosts of Mill Road Station
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 15; the fifteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next…