Shattered like everything- the glass from the window littered the floor after the storm I caused tore threw the house. Broken on the floor, shards reflecting your grim expression daring you to say I'm fine, daring you to ignore the intensity of my insaneness, daring you to make the usual excuses.
Crazy, covered in ink, and bursting of stories to be told. This is my life, the good, the bad, and the crazy.