Sometimes I wish I had someone I could talk to about whats really fucked up in my head... as I lay here in bed wide awake afraid to even close my eyes for the visions are too much to bare. — Sid KidHash Copy Share Image
“I’m not certain what I notice first, the bright flickering light that illuminates the darkness underneath my eyelids, or the shrill screams that pull me form the dredges of sleep. Either way, I’m awake. And afraid.” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share Image
