Slient Warzone. Thats the name of the chapter of my life right now.
This is chapter number 4.
First was Moonstruck (my favorite word)
Then it was Perfect Mistakes.
After that its What's Left.
Finally I am here.... in this Slient Warzone.
I have a very bad habit. Of trying to force meaning on things. Like I brought chains and rings then wear them everyday so it can mean something but I know just wearing something a lot wont make it mean something.
I do the same with people. My lil sisters who are really just people I just met in school and adore. Only one calls me big brother though I know she doesn't see me that way.
Always hated war. But lately thats all I think about lately and I cant seem to stop... I just want it to stop.