and sometimes, beyond the broken glass and muffled cries, she can remember the last time she wanted toys for christmas.    

  “People always talk about how hard it can be to remember things - where they left their keys, or the name of an acquaintance - but no one ever talks about how much effort we put into forgetting. I am exhausted from the eff

How far can you go without ending it all?   Hello everyone :) this is my first fanfic so it may not be that good ^^ Critisism is welcomed (don't be too harsh though =_='')