She had a mindset like no other.
She was different.
Always was
This girl layed
This girl stayed
This girl thought there
And this girl fell asleep there.
Her dreams were vivid,like a lost memory in her brains hard drive...
Regaining conscious she spluttered half awake,her voice echoing through her head as she tried shut it.
They weren't saying Leo anymore if was her real name which she hated so much..she felt like ripping her hair out but she had no energy to do so.
Some days were like this,some days were different each day.
She didn't really understand the cycle,but she just lived through it.
She could bare the cycle.
Not the lifestyle and mindset
It still made her suffer everyday get she refrained on getting Helo or opening up, why?
Because she didn't know how to trust,how to believe, how to tell them,or explain...
-L :p
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trauma Diaries
Teen Fiction|-brief description-| Life seemed to be shit in every fucking way possible, quite literally and figuratively. Everyday life seemed to be like a chore for her, her own room felt like a psychiatric ward at one point. Every day just living felt like sh...
