Sometimes you look at the world and fold, thinking there is no hope for us as humans. Maybe and just maybe we were not created to survive...

If my skin could unfold, then maybe you would see the scars etched on my flesh like ink. Perhaps you would understand why for so long it...

I want to give you a chance to escape this harrowing reality, a chance to dream and all you have to do is hold my hand. We can close our...