Lily. Every demon wants his pound of flesh.
I often get so caught up in life I forget who I actually am.
"And all the while, I feel I'm standing in the middle of a crowded room screaming at the top of my lungs, and no-one even looks up."
I remember when I was young I saw what every sleeping position meant. Mine told me i was shy, and I didn't like this. So instead I tried to force myself to sleep in a position that belonged to somebody confident, I still often sleep in that position. So here is my fundamental problem, I have always been content in being something I'm not. And now I'm terribly confused. My face