By now I'm used to the pain. Its numbing and I can't help but love the feeling. The moment the sharp point hits my skin I'm in a whole new word. Yea I know it's not the answer to my problems but my fucked up mind doesn't know that. I know I'm better and stronger than this but I can't help it. I'm dying inside. If it wasn't for my friends I wouldn't be here right now. They have helped me so much. I don't even know how I deserved such good friends. I feel bad for bringing them into my life like this but it's also good for me. I need confidence and they give me that. And I hope they know that.
I don't really remember the last time I was actually happy and laughing all the time at school. Until someone had to come in and break me into small little pieces. No one could find a way to put me back together so I just stayed this way. It has been almost 3 years sense that stupid selfish bitch had to come in and ruin my life. I'm not mad at her anymore I'm just really disappointed. I trusted her with all my life and she had to break my trust in everyone. I had been building that wall of trust up for years now and she had to tear it all down with one shot. I still can't function when I see her. My chest hurts at the sight of her and when someone says he dreadful name. It only makes me feel worse.
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Broken Heart
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl named Bonnie. She doesn't know how to live life the way it should be. Everyone around her is so happy and she's there putting on her most fake smile and going on with her days. She has come to the point where she is self...
