I'm Laura (the lunatic writer) who likes cats, coffee, and cuddling with my boyfriend. I'm eighteen and completely terrified of the past with its razors and of the future with its uncertainty. Somehow, I've become sort of okay with the present. This is unknown territory. I'm not sure if I want emotions about that or not. But until then, well, okay. The monsters who live in my bed are bipolar II and generalized anxiety disorder.