Glamberts-Unite

 Do you see that girl? The confident, loud, outgoing one? She wasn’t always like that. In fact, she still isn’t under the surface sometimes. On the outside though, you’d never be able to tell the difference. I know her well. That girl’s inner demons were, and are, more terrifying then she could have ever imagined, each shaping into mangled and destroyed versions of the things she loves. She told them to go away, but they didn’t listen. Instead, they come in closer, pulling every which way. She screams at the top of her lungs, but no one ever looks up. On they continue, pulling, digging into her skin, digging