Stefan X
When I was 18 years old, my former best friend passed away. I wonder what kind of person you would have become, Stefan. A memorial. It's been over ten
I am not a Monster | Part 3
When I first got the diagnosis, I fell apart a little bit. I am not the kind of person who cries very often, not because I’m ashamed but because
Forget about the ‘Good old Days’
After realizing how different my life is now that I'm older and officially done wasting my young years, I decided to talk about good and bad things occuring
Losing friends
Losing friends hurts. Losing friends sucks. You may be prepared for a battle but you're never prepared to loose someone. Losing a friends is like losing an old