Hanyah She's in my nightmares, a silent angle that stares at me while i shiver. Golden hair to the wind, pale lips half parting. Her eyes are paralyzing, minutes pass before they shift. Eyebrows raised in surprise at a sound only she hears.
Sage mgen 18 and friends of Myra an almost sister. I've probably bailed her out and let her rest from her home sitch. My sitch not much better between ever abusive parents and street life. Me an Myra hangout at a safe house hosted by DJ who can't come bu